today’s wordle was my name
and I actually got it on the first try
because I’m one of those people
who’s so self-absorbed that they play
their own name because it’s also
a word and it also means sincere
and honest, but am I really?
I know I try to be, but I’m just so good
at making shit up sometimes,
I think it’s in the genes —
I come from a lineage of liars,
but isn’t that the whole human race, really?
and well, I don’t know, sometimes
I just like to think I use it for some
sort of good, by writing the things I do,
frank is real, frank is candid on the face of it,
but Franco writes fiction and swirls
reality into poetic picnics, so how frank
can we really be in this line of work?
will you have a picnic with me?
the implication is quite stark,
the possibility that we’re all
responsible for some inner
and outer truth…
I’ve experienced much
and I’ll continue to negotiate
with life and reality
as I’ve always done,
because life, well…
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