If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?
Don’t Get Angry and Tell the Truth
And other Family Stories.
#dailysnark

…actually, why not?
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?
Don’t Get Angry and Tell the Truth
And other Family Stories.
#dailysnark

This space where
rather than converse
we talk write text
at each other
not to, forget with
one / another
masses of individuals
so many I-s so many Me-s
screaming soundless
endlessly into the void
hoping for a response
but all that bounces back ping-ping-ping
is the echo of our own voices ding-ding-ding
ricochets and rebounds
off of each other
over and over and over and over and over
(why am I so tired?)
and over again
until the onslaught of words
congeals;
that deafening silence.
In the distance
longed for desperately
written about once again
murmurs of actual conversation –
©2021 threegoodwords
there is no crime in compassion
no weakness in genuine
gentleness
though one must use one’s head
(pearls before swine and all that).
many stop short of acts of kindness
for fear of appearing
ridiculous.
that is a pity.
so many are lost in loneliness
because loving deeds are left undone
kind words left unsaid
and letters written
then tossed aside
left for dead.
this is a pity.
we must love to live
a life worth living
love is like oxygen.
so be ridiculous –
every now and then
be your absolute
self
the one we’re taught to
hide and deny
that part that is
our inner child:
surprisingly insightful
innocently tender and kind.
© 2016 threegoodwords
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