i shake my head
with great fury
trying to get
your voice
out of it
no use,
so i raise my chin
and prepare
for whatever
is to come next
i cannot see any
action for all the
faith i have in you
but i still believe
we will come to a point
where what we say
is what we mean
and that will be
a tragedy
when we realize
how little there is
to say
when we finally
arrive at it
glb /// “a conversation of sorts”
originally published 07/27/2014
going sideways 