LIAR

I can't stand it,

hate it even.

Your resonating voice

spins a false web,

a cacophony of lies

pouring out of your mouth

staining your vocabulary black

like tar.

such simple words.

such vile words.

a burning throat you must have

for such words sting not only yourself.

further and further

into the spiders silk

you wrap yourself

singing a noxious song

you'll burn us all.