Stop covering up. <br />This blanket agreement. Cotton mouth! <br />I tried to speak with you today, you said something indecipherable; <br />Mumbled- maybe muffled words. Should I ask you again what you said? <br />Maybe this time your words will carry, like some sort of projectile, a message. <br />But they usually just dribble from your mouth, <br />And fall, on your bedfellows’ deaf ears. <br />I’ve lost them<br /><br />Way Lenn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strange-bedfellows-3/
