The Truth That Lives Inside Me

The Truth that lives inside me
is small
furred
long legged
with cloven hooves
and a
little stump tail

it’s eyes are golden
and can see through anything

it knows nothing of
tomorrow
or later
or never

but knows

every act of Truth
you or i
will ever witness.

It’s tongue is red
and sometimes black
when it has
a lot
to say about
our dancing in the moonlight
with the snow flakes
and the butter flies
and the long whip tipped grasses

and even when
it is silent
it is still telling me
everything I would ever
need to know

and plenty of what
I wish not to know

the Truth that lives inside me
is small
tucked up snug
in my womb
where it can hear
the rhythm
of my living
the pacing of
my moving through
this moment
into
this moment
and now
this moment
too

the lub dub
and hum
of pumping
and breathing
lub
dub
and breath.

it shivers
and stretches
and slowly
turns over
and my womb
it’s home
contracts and holds it

safety in warm
dark
tight fit places

the truth that lives inside me
is small
and determined
and may fool you with
its doe brown eyes
and gently curving smile
and it’s kindness

no doubt sincere

but so too
are it’s teeth

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