You are my savior
In company.
Reminding me to wear
Trousers in public.
Shielding me with anecdotes,
To fill the long silences,
I find no discomfort in.
Letting me snipe some sarcasm
On occasion,
Like Paris hanging out with Ajax
At the restaurant table.*
*According to the Illiad, Paris sniped arrows at the Trojans from behind Ajax's huge shield.
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ПоэзияWords arranged in a funny order. Poems about my view of reality and how my inner fantasy world colours it with strange tinges. I love discussions about concepts and ideas so please feel free to comment. © 2018 Brian Lynch
