The Word Exchange – A Blank Verse Poem

so many words are wasted in a day exhausted in tedious dialogue haphazardly inserted in emails frivolously texted without a thought lavishly painted purple in our prose pretentiously spouted in poetry repetitively belted out in song meandering in legato fashion excruciating staccato pacing exchanging words without a second thought ringing hollow like a dead tree…

Share This Silence

we never speak and i like it that way we can read each other between the lines the subtext of body language hanging on every word left unspoken – so many people say so much and so little at the same time filling the space between with vapid small talk insipid ideas leaching our intellect…