by a word
we feel hurt.
and with some words
we lash out
with logical precision
to tear down those
who are
closest.
and armed with well-worn
justifications
or a handful of lies
we applaud
what’s most deplorable
lurking deep
inside.
(mostly) short poems on life and love
by a word
we feel hurt.
and with some words
we lash out
with logical precision
to tear down those
who are
closest.
and armed with well-worn
justifications
or a handful of lies
we applaud
what’s most deplorable
lurking deep
inside.
writer, dreamer, lover, seeker. labels never reach the heart of any matter, but they might be a place to start...