The Truth As I Know It

Ode to the metamorphosis of truth

Photo by Joanna Nix on Unsplash

I write as I like,
without fear or much fame.
Read as you will
For what you would take 
or make of this, only
shapes the truth.

This is no tango, no ballet.
No jerkin’ no junking
Perceive as you will
For why you should trust in 
or stake on me, intuitively 
knows only you.

My words are not lyrics,
my rhythm’s untrue.
Believe as you will
For how you could choose 
or forsake me, baby
transfigures the truth.