Deflating the Elephant

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Late night car talks with friends that matter

Submitted: July 17, 2017

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Please. I have something on your mind.

Honestly, you have something on mine.

Don't. Ever. Lie to me.

Let your heart spill its contents,

The good, bad, the ugly.

We talk in stages.

You and me,

We and you,

Us and I.

We talk until we are all talked out,

Not because we are tired of talking.

We could go on forever this way,

Going deeper and deeper,

Knowing more and more,

As we speak under the yellow lights,

With blankets, and a chill,

Among the buttons, and the disks.

We have deflated the elephant,

You and I.

The one that was crowding the room,

Making it hard to breathe.


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