Tuesday, May 25, 2010


There is truth in the classroom
Among dusty old notes
Woven in lectures
And injected by rote

There's truth in the pub
Flowing raucous and free
In every old story
And smile you see

Truth's in the sunset
Beyond theory and song
But the moment you realize
It's already gone

Truth is in words
All tangled and stuck
Like a mind full of questions
Or a heart with no luck

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