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He watched them with their smiles: bright lies behind
white teeth. He knew their hidden truths: sharp hate
beneath warm fronts, all air kisses that Kate
ate up, starved of hugs and gossip. “Rewind,”
he thought. “Look closer at those words in mind.”
She didn’t, of course. She needed of late
the untrue more, in fact. He was her “mate”,
as it were, but Man is animal kind
raised up, elevated to higher thought.
And so, these conversational lies
were comfort to anxieties she ought
to have dispelled. His love had helped, had taught
her self-respect – but should make her despise
this low form of others in false friend guise.
[Copyright N R Nolan © 2015]