Open Ears
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Life, at the low end of the totem-pole of life seems to require constant comment.
“The open ear of youth doth always listen” - Shakespeare
I want to listen, when adults give me advice but it's not easy. The wind-up, the slow methodical narrative to the point drives me insane.
I know you’re trying to build a bridge - not a wall - so spit it out - I’m right here, behind these blue eyes. Whatever hurtful idea you’ve latched onto - let me hear it - STAT.
Maybe you’ll find your message returned - unopened - but you’re like earth - I’m stuck in your gravity - so for the love of whatever deity you worship - spill it.
Upgrade my life with your insight and I'll be forever changed and improved.
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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