Finding the finish in the last remark
Left vicious attacks gone awry
Settled in the piece of life
Nobody understood why.
She left lies in the dust that flew
Angrily to the stars
He left nothing for her to grasp
Just ugly, nasty scars.
Forcing truths past benevolent lies
Left words unsaid at last
He’d lied about most everything
But mostly about his past.
Do you want a piece of truth?
You won’t find it within him
The surface is for the weak
He licks a dirty rim.
Josephine Ranes 
Excellent piece.
Thank you very much. I’m happy to be back writing again.
My pleasure. Happy you are back 🙂