For convenience
2010 June 20
Sleep on a hurt
and refresh with an amnesiac grin
The teeth unclenches
From acquiecense
At times
A laugh punctuates
a sob concealed
There are things hidden
Also revealed
In a breath
Beasts of irony, are we
Thrust into a debt
Of understanding
We shall take turns
Listening
About how
she has changed us
I implore you
adult and friend
That three years
Of sentimental reasoning
We are both reeling
From audacious lies
Let us now meet
Thru kindness
