In the best of my lies

I caught you in your weakness

putting on that fine honed act

from the corner of always watching eyes

I spotted you gliding

across the floor

in your

"latest from paris" disguise

our eyes never met my dear

i was as you

dressed out

in the best of my lies

under false assumption I came

wearing all the best of my lies

you'd never understand

such perfect madness

as mine,

darkness swells around me

in this place i hide

pardon me have you met my replacement

i finally realized

this is the face

I'll be wearing

for the rest of my time