Back to the start. “We should just go, I’ve had enough of this.” I’m sorry – What did you say? Mon ami, It’s really that simple: A life worth living, eh? You know you could easily just give me A hint – ha ha. You think I might take It all away, everything significant. I’ll continuing wishing, I suppose, but It’s not important now, All far too hard to solidify – And your vinous thoughts are Needing room to breathe. These hot heated words are just Condensing on the mirror A speech bubble of garbled text – It fractured my reflection quite a bit. I can’t help but recall, In our Platonic Dialogues Somewhere, sometime, You’d made A pyrotechnic statement But I wish I could trust My own memory. I really can’t decipher Your mind at all. I could have changed? No chance. There was
A transformation.
There was No chance I could have changed Your mind at all. I really can’t decipher My own memory. But I wish I could trust A pyrotechnic statement You’d made Somewhere, sometime, In our Platonic Dialogues: I can’t help but recall It fractured my reflection quite a bit. A speech bubble of garbled text Condensing on the mirror, These hot heated words are just Needing room to breathe; And your vinous thoughts are Far too hard to solidify. It’s not important now I suppose, but I’ll continue wishing It all away, everything ‘significant’. You think I might take A hint – ha ha. You know you could just easily give me A life worth living, eh? It’s really that simple. “Mon ami.” What did you say? I’m sorry, I’ve had enough of this. We should just go
Back to the start.
© Georgina Barley 2016