Election Night | David Susswein - A Poetry Website Featuring Poems by Contemporary Poets

Election Night | David Susswein

You’ve lied to me,
lied to me lied to me
I quit my job, sold my house
moved to another state,
left my family.
You’ve lied to me: lied to me: lied to me:
your embrace a trick to steal from me,
your kiss as faithful as a warming winter,
your smile a rictus mocking,
Crease of Skin.

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