Converse

Converse.
For I am tired of small talk,
There’s so much I can say,
About weather and the day.

Yes, news matter,
So does our survival.
But can we just,
For once,
Discuss what it made you feel,
Pain, anger, emotional upheaval?

It’s fine, really,
If feelings are not approachable.
But do we always have to cake walk?
So scared to offend the other?

How am I to know you?
If all we do is talk,
But never converse.

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