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Chat But Not Like That
When he can't talk face to face
Sensing the tension
In his sentences
Watching his mouth
What words would
Come out
She'd sent him off
Into a tangent of
Tedium
Fragments of
Nonsensical speech
He'd been forced
To speak
In truth
He had nothing
To say
So he treads back
To his cave
Where he texts her
Friday 30th August 2019 9:37 am
ConVERSEation
Cryptical clues
On the tip of the tongue
Performed in a verse
Or a line of a song
Meaningful messages
Massaging your soul
Lost in a rhythm
You just can't control
Regular chat won't
Give you this thrill
But tuning in
to a poem
Certainly will
Wednesday 21st August 2019 2:18 am
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