Kiss Of A Sycophant

In the heart of a sycophant

In the shade of our forgotten past

When the truth is nothing but a lie

Self -deluded, believing that we will last

Overconfident that we will never die

A chaotic co-existence so vast

A poisonous breath from your lungs, a lie

This far from the truth nothing win last

Overrun by the reality, you defy

This amorphous, meaningless motion

A kiss of a Sycophant

This orifice, dried out ocean

The heart of a Sycophant

This amorphous

A kiss of a Sycophant

This dried out ocean

The heart of a Sycophant