The Takeover

Body covered in thick matted swirls of sharp wire.  Sprouting from every pore an intricate bouquet of lies now known as truth.  Truth staged quietly in a back alley where no one will notice or hear it's desperate call.  Razor wire encircling flesh.  Becoming one.  No longer can you turn away for it is too deeply embeded.  Deny any knowledge to pretend innocence.