Abraxas

i'm sitting in the chair, writhing in agony

A demon,

A minor demon,

is pinning me there,

fucking with my head.

Abraxas, he says,

i'm Abraxas.

the demon of lies and deceit.

So. What do you want to know about lies, my dear?

i'm not a liar...

i try to get up.

this time i'm frayed, splayed...

i feel myself screaming.

I'll tell you about lies. There are white lies and black lies... and many shades of grey lies. But some lies are justified. Lies told out of kindness.

Lies that preserve dignity.

Lies that spare pain.

Everybody's a liar dear, look at that.

Look at their gestures. See how they touch each other too intimately.

How they avert their eyes and cover their mouths

They lick their teeth

And hold their chins

They embellish their stories with far too much detail.

everybody's a liar dear