I thought you were an air-tight container
and such a lovely vessel too.
Now I find there are leaks,
cracks in the seal,
split confidence —
dripping drops
of trust
dried
and
crusted;
sticky
words,
slippery in tone,
tacky-traps,
talky-talk —
what a filthy funk to find myself in.
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