– jouska –


the conversation starts with a little rambling on my end,

starting off innocent, even cute.

Gradually, however,

things get neurotic,

and the magic of my madness

exposes itself.

My attempts to keep my little talks contained

lead to failure,

creeping into every facet of my face.

Strangers may take notice,

strangers may go about their life.

Better to converse in my imagination

than imagine what could become

of real dialogue.



D.J. Whisenant


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