be on say

rhetorical nonsense, awkward half taps and
friendly confines, unfettered
unfiltered, unflappable confidence
and utter disappointment?
consider at times how preferences have
waned, and reflect on candle flames
and the burns that fade over time.
regret having a foot out the door
in every conversation or situation
even when all is laid out
and more then some would want to know
is shown.
what merit is there in arguing
the merits of speech?
what feeling is there
in unfeeling inquisition
and half-hearted goodbyes?
and does the glint in your eyes
suggest understanding, or are you
like all others, thrusting your finest charm
waiting to snatch up wayward hearts and feast
your siren feast.
linguistic representation is entirely necessary
but old when treated a gimmick,
unless ready to accept it all, it should be left
alone. Non piu.