Where lies the idiom?

Oh what tangled webs we weave when first we practice to deceive. ~ Sir Walter Scott

Where lies the ayes that see
In state of grace's writing
But for worth of dual?
Truth be told,
Glance me once I feel...
Naught, but aye!
When expressions go unsupported
Words resorted and distorted lie low
Lo!  Recognition my cognition!
I glance per chance to see
Patterns!
When a set does not quite match
Of the mouth or hand dost hatch
What lies a trap might snatch
When all is watched as a batch
Perhaps it thought I should not catch
On the surface without a scratch!
Ten point demerit for the lash
Do I think there was a clash?
Perhaps I did jump up to bash
Balderdash!
When once swinging from a sash
The hangman’s noose is but a dash
From things I hold within my cache
The spider’s meal of meat is hash
Of a potato I did smash/mash ~  Maggie ~ February 25, 2009 @ 6:44 p.m. EST

Sometimes there is an art to it.  Sometimes there is not. The dark side will always be within me as it is within YOU. YOU being whomever reads this. To deny a dark half is to deny truth. Light and dark co-exist. To know one is to know the other.  To deny is to lie.