Insignificant InsightsA Poem by The Things She NotedWritten quickly after a fight with a friendYou and your casual cruelty Like an old friend That sits beneath the summers sun A third seat At this expensive restaurant You asked if they had a high chair To give your ego a boost Wined and dined As you do Lipstick stained teeth Your lips a deep purple The wine has soaked through your blood To your head Your brain slipping and sliding All over the place Can’t form a full sentence But, I was not interested in talking You never have anything good to say No intuition that is insightful Only insignificant
Little Tiny So small Like the dust particles in the air At sunset There all day Only now seen By the backing of an orange glow Dancing in the humid air Asking for attention Swatted away You with your casual cruelty Me with me my melding mind A melting pot of moments Left on simmer Burning my tongue Never to be in the fridge I have a hard time being cool You have a hard time staying chill Just you and I And all our indifferences That have made us so similar
I cannot escape you So pull up a seat As many as you may need Let us say nothing Do nothing Be nothing If only for the hours I’m forced to see you © 2021 The Things She NotedAuthor's Note
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