Integrity

He sits close by,

eyes flickering as each second passes.

I say not a word waiting for that lie.

His words are

The Arms of a Stranger:

Dark stars hide behind
misty moon midnight.
Smell the skin riding the breeze
Sticky 100-degree rain

You are only hurting yourself.
It was greed - But for what?
For flesh, for comfort, for acknowledgment?
We all fall into those

Insanity, pure and simple.

Boredom, yes.

Did I need so badly to feel loved?

Why did I not just read a book,

or go to sleep

Who do you fool when you cheat
Nobody but yourself
With ruses and tricks to beat
The honest for top shelf

What is the price