ocean pulsar
this home harbors a liar
not a considered creation
forged by necessity
powered on terror since
flimsy falsehoods are fatal
when plucked up or put out
wrong address, wrong home
“you aren’t supposed to be here”
it know this nevertheless
It strengthens soured stories so
the facade will not crumble
lifetimes make great scaffolding
shoddy building must fall for
someday demons crumble under
perjury peppered with imperfections
that let rays through
when exposed to sunlight
pus white flowers thrive
colorful monsters rot
that liar is the latter
rubble rains from its roof
It finally falls from fame
vast violence, vital victims
demolition by deadly discussion
knotty seal