Rapid deterioration and the hurling round of words,
the feelings of frustration to the fore.
Stunted conversation, chirping back and forth like birds,
dragging insults up, right from the floor.
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I read more than half your poems posted here, I think this one was the closest to my philosophy. Not to say that I did not enjoy the shoeless thousand mile walk, or any of the other wonderful images you've projected in your lines.
It's so easy to throw mean and useless word out there to hurt someone the way you know it will hurt. The challenge is, to throw kind loving words to make the feel the way you would want someone make you feel. Great concept Heath 10++