How easily I oscillate from North to South. A straight line between poles, travelled express. Without warning. Today you bought me my ticket to the underside of the world. Your insistence on answering every question with another question. Your expression of disinterest. Your unwillingness to engage. Sometimes, I consider you friend. Others, I imagine how satisfying it might feel to verbally unleash on you. Pummel you with my words. Put you in your place. Some days, I try my hand and push back just a little. But today feels like a day for stillness and silence. A day for defeat.

06/16/2017

Posted on 06/17/2017
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