To discover disingenuous as honored remarks,
churned into lip
service fatigues.
The embrace of conversation, falsified.
The muster of an erroneous trust laid bare.
Time as the backdrop counter of exchange,
serving table scraps as acts of omission.
The formal dining of friendship,
reduced to a needless task of serving
platitudes of pretentiousness.
A revelation of shared priorities,
demystified into a hidden agenda as a ride.
A projection of animation, shattered
on a subtle floor of momentous silence.
A false impression of sincerity, laid bare,
exposing an empty closet of self worth.
The experience of feigned interest, to be had,
enrolled in a false façade of shared interest,
fronting another, with a read and a stance.
To become an instance
of discovering disingenous yet playable,
in the future, any time of day . . .
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