You’ve got to be kidding
One more time
The perfunctory olive branch
It would be easier to breathe
While choking on a knotted, grease
Soaked dish rag than to say the words
Another emotionally charged
Stand-off, we’re both right,
Just ask, either of us
Fools or sadists
We dance again on bruised
And bloodied toes
Trying exhausts
Any change seems
A vapor arriving too late
Extending the inevitable
Last gasp, maybe, clinging
To fading shreds of hope
Whoa. This is so wonderfully raw and honest.
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While choking on a knotted, greaseOh yes, been there. And this captures it so, so well.
Thanks, Jim. And I'll be featuring that snippet about the olive branch. :)
ReplyDeletelove the image of the need to be right - the choking on words, the choking on the fact one maybe wrong ---- I always love the name of of site "The Faithful Skeptic"
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