i seek neither harm nor vengeance.
but a reckoning of sorts. a woman’s lies drove my life for
maybe 2 years, drowned out my voices.
i chose quiet and smallness to hide.
though i can’t see what it would help,
i want just one man to know the truth.
just truth. no blame. no curses.
just truth. i know all the lies.
i tracked them. not just about me,
but herself, her time, her intent.
if truth is only worth itself, i hope the exchange rate is good.
i am nows hiding among the familiar thing. signal at will
