Brotherhood
Low and behold
here we go
breaking the silence
like a rock
skipping across the surface
of some placid lake
something must break
a hand slap
stinging commentary
such a messed up life
dressed up
just for show
here we go
waiting for explanations
crossed communications
somehow,
this is all your fault
taking this in
with a grain of salt
scrawling messages
on bathroom mirrors
the steam reveals
everything you wished to conceal
finger pointing blame
deflecting inner shame
in some lovers embrace,
just to save face?
Don't think so...
mathiasthom
written 10/31/11
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