Acute
Socially inept
Facts checked
Nothing said
Cross talk
Like symbols chattering in a street
A cube amongst round fellows
Those words that just tumble out
Tripping and falling over one another
Nails screeched down blackboards
Cutlery tumbledown
Crash smash bash
The spilt milk
Those empty spaces
That beg to be filled
Awkward
Is not a condition
It’s a place we’ve all been.
(c) Shafeesthoughts
5th November 2018
Bromley, London
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