You said things -
because its easier to speak-
and gossip, and later forget.
Than it is to
follow a crazy butterfly of a dream,
when everyone asks you
to chase instead an angry bullfrog
of tradition.
To flick your fingers
and dismiss failures
as unthoughtful mistakes
and heartiness as an
an ugly carnival of
embarssing emotions.
Follies of other are good fodder
for two minute advice soliliquies
a distant critical review.
Dear friend,
or foe - as you like,
Come around to this side
of the window,
and wear the torn shoes
of his distress
or live through
her sorrow
And then tell me,
Would you again,
given a chance,
say the same ?
