chit-chat
is like a bottomless pit
of whys and why nots,
this-that-us-them.
fuck it !
it's like a simple hello
will end up melting my brain
by the time the ensuing conversation ends
or i walk away.
heartless !
i must have left the old warm fuzzy me
in the bottom of my last drink
before i got sober
and my world went black and white.
emptiness !
what, no happy ending ?
ask god
maybe he'll talk to you
he's the only one not talking to me.
waiting !
no more words.
by martin
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