Saturday, January 5, 2013

a minute during happy hour for the unhappy monologists

what does one do
when words become
condoms of convenient conscience
bought with intent
at the bottom of a tumbler filled with ego
and maybe merlot with a hint of peach?

tell me, what is the etiquette
that exists when the debate spills out
and gives birth to illegitimate tangents
that will ultimately not save the world or
even your block because 'people aren't awake enough?'

since not many notice
those condoms of convenient conscience
breaking in the midst of their next quip
i sip my drink and pity them
for they won't be as fruitful as their words promise.

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