Each curl of conversation
stills my tongue, half-sentences
stranded in the mire
of biting reason
words silently form
protests, defenses
reasons and intentions
worthless to ears already fed
with the insistent conundrum
accompanying every attempt
at reconciliation.
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 10:10 AM UTC
Each curl of conversation
stills my tongue, half-sentences
stranded in the mire
of biting reason
words silently form
protests, defenses
reasons and intentions
worthless to ears already fed
with the insistent conundrum
accompanying every attempt
at reconciliation.
