to be honest does not mean
i tell you the truth.

it means living through
mortar bombs and bullets racing each other
to see who can puncture the brick wall the fastest.

lifting lifeless
hands to my cheek
only to feel the chill of a twenty degree night
against my face.

or seeing your shadow underneath the door,
hearing a door knob turn
and listening to footsteps walk down the hallway
away from my life forever.


you take all this
and then you listen to the other person,
and whatever happens,
that's honest.

01/16/2009

Posted on 01/16/2009
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