i punched the
elephant in the room
square in the face
square. in. the. face.
with all the force
i could muster
from the raw vulnerability
that pulsed through my veins
and the elephant looked
right into my eyes
baby blues with a blooming iris
freeing the seeds of thought
that had lay dormant within
yes, that elephant looked
right into my eyes
and laughed.
laughed
and with its
seven foot long trunk
it ****** out
e
v
e r
y l
as
t
d
r
o
p
of feeling
emotion
passion
and left me empty.
but hey, at least the elephant left.