They'll Catch Up In the End

Lies tucked in a plait of hair

no longer fair but greying

nest of untruths tightly made

a braid that’s meant for staying

Roots like mirrors echoing

ornery knowing strands forced

into submission until

no one will know which is worse

The lie or the lying man

who can simply smile and say

empty prayers for your long hair

let down to air lies today

Woman with Long Hair by Man Ray (1929)

#6 of 30 Poems in November to benefit the Center for New Americans. Today’s theme is LIES. And responsive to Kerry’s photo challenge for November: CAMERA FLASH