The Weight of Lies

Light vanishes, as we merge 

into the meshes of our encounter. 

Floundering in the depths of 

the debts we owe.

What is left to lose, once we've lost 

ourselves in the gears of infinite warfare 

of the mind? No look behind, 

can bridge the universe of difference 

between I and eye, me and you,

Each bone, each tissue, each sinew.

Nothing new, can come of this...

What is next has unfolded past, 

once as tragedy, once as farce. 

The weight of lies will exact 

their price, time will come to 

take you twice.

Now, neither tragedy, nor farce.

What monsters lie, 

at the turn of the dice?

There will be no salvation  

at the end of your empire. 

The weight of lies will exact their price,

The weight of lies will exact their price.

Anirban Kapil Baishya (July 9, 2026)