Have always had our problems
It’s so fluent and unfiltered
Often clunky and so graceless
But so cold as it falls from the lips of a stranger
And cooler still from the lips of a loved one
Settles in and weighs on my thoughts
And haunts me like a lover lost
There are moments when I clear my head
Shake and blink and wish it dead
It’s weight unwelcome as I lay in bed
Tell me then, judgement
Are you fed?
You cross my eyes
And curl my fists
Point them inwards
And that’s where they hit
You make me rage
And question why
All this control
Why don’t you die?!
You fester deep inside our souls
So at home inside us all
Latching on to simple thought
What is this strength?
Where is it from?
Tell me judgement
Do you have fun?
Published in Daily Times, April 5th 2018.
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