Havoc In The Forum

Trust in time evaporates

to cloud the mind into bursting,

with a rain that spits off the lips,

a barrage of hurtful insults.

That eventually accumulate

into floods of tears and heartache.

That erode the coasts

and storm the sails

of relationships



Age bitters in the mouth.

Words trap in the teeth

and like food decay.

With the sour taste of time

tripping off the tip

of the tongue.



Sleepless nights

tied awake

in beds of knots



She's known some of the best.

She knows there's no need

to hold her breath.

Sunk by the passing of time.

The closest of friends

all washed away.

You've seen the coming of age.

The crashing sound waves.

You're all but done.

Shipped wrecked on a

tide of tongue.



Age bitters in the mouth.

Words trap in the teeth

and like food decay.

With the sour taste of time

tripping off the tip

of the tongue