Contradictory Language

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: October 10, 2017

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Contradictory Language

 

I listen to the words you say, a message you make clear,

things will work out fine, you say, there’s nothing now to fear.

 

But your face is saying something else, your eyes are deeply cold,

your mouth is such a tight line that it makes you look real old.

 

You’re taking an aggressive stance, you’ll try to make me small,

you say it’s an agreement, but you want to decide it all.

 

What’s the point in saying kind words, when your hands are held in fists?

I could go on with contradictions, there’ll be no end to the lists.

 

I’ll give an inch, you’ll take it; then push on for that mile,

you know that I am cornered now – look, you start to smile.

 

I don’t know why I listen when, to me, you deign to talk,

I might as well just turn away, go off for a walk.

 

All these words are meaningless, it’s just a game you play;

what kind of contradictions do you have for me today?


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