Darling, I listen to your conclusion
As you chant your long premise
Providing evidence upon evidence
Face smug, and your smile crooked
You assume you have me in a corner
But sweetheart, when I listen to you
To the words that come out of your lips
I also hear the words that don't
The weak assumptions you made
The deceptive suppositions you hold
The unsaid presumption you clutch
The hidden facts & the unsaid truth
And I can poke holes in the lies you spew
Darling, this loud music might deafen me
But I can still hear what's unsaid
YOU ARE READING
Observer I
PoetryThis poetry book is about everything and anything that I observe in life. My mind wanders to a trillion different places & my curiosity is never ending. This book is a little sneak peak into some of the thoughts & observations that I have made & wil...
