Lies (2016)

 The lies fell from your lips

Like fruit from a tree

On a breezy day,

To fester and rot on the floor.

And I just stood

Waiting for more,

My eyes on the fruit

Still on the tree.

But that fruit

Was never meant for me.

(I don't have a date for this one - I just found it in some paperwork I was sorting out. However it was written on a hotel invoice from summer 2016 so probably around then).