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