Inauthenticity

The duplicity of mask

And ego

Lurking in sanguine lie

It is not the thing itself

Of course

But the fact that you used it so quickly

Easily

That gave me pause

Perhaps we are not as close

As once was

Perhaps

That is my fault

Perhaps

…

Then again

It has nothing to do with me

And I should not

Take it to heart

It comes from you

Leave it where it starts

Seven seconds

Before you even opened your mouth

I heard it in your eyes first

They have ever been

Surface echos

Of what you hold deeper

Closer

Nearer

Those deep chasms

Where you don’t even know what was

Or could be

Maybe one day you’ll stop dwelling so shallow

And be brave enough

To hike a littler further in

Take a compass friend

Find true north

Before you come back this way again