Broken Filter

Why don’t you ever think before you speak? But I do,

and did, I planned to every dotted T. Somehow with

every line conversation keeps diverging increasingly

unmanageably.

What’s the formula?

For healthy conversation

Mine’s pallid and chilled

How am I to install a filter between the mind and

mouth that speaks? When I’m not the one who

maniacally leaps from the carefully scripted speech

I’ve studied and rehearsed. Each subject revised

after every haphazardly launched critique. It matters

not that there will always be more. Another complaint,

one more layer to apply before any are willing to

deem my countenance fit for society.

What sort of filter?

My installation query

Blank stares in response

Instead, I shall retreat to the island of defeat and swim

the shallow seas of silence marinating in my grief.

Letting all my thoughts and hopes mingle with my

melted dreams. I’ll let my environment slowly filter into me,

slowly, transform me into another building block of reality.

Undeniably

Bewitched by humanity

Outside observer

K.B. Silver

Last one for the ~