The Smallness of You

Double-cross a lover
While she's sleeping upstairs
Betray your best friend
And never give a care

You could eat a flea for breakfast
Put a saddle on an ant
Ride it like a pony
To the centipede dance

The lies you tell yourself
The lies you tell the world
The never-ending lies
That pushed away your girl

You could hide inside a thimble
Crawl under a door
Get lost for an hour
In a crack in the floor

Leave a trail of destruction,
Misery and loss
Turn and walk away
Let others pay the cost

You could build yourself a castle
With toenails and sand
And declare yourself king
Of Tiny Little Land

by Richard W. Bray

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