It seems
INTERpersonal
communication
often impossible
to achieve
Walking the
obstacle course
half eggs
half minefield
trying to not
step on anyones
ego
there seems
no where for safe
even for a single
little toe
It seems
with some
people
however hard
you try to
ENTER into
personal loving
communication it's
immpossible because
EXITpersonal
is all they know
If it is not
their way
your out
missing toes
bloody feet
yolk up to
your shins
shells imbedded
in your ankles
wondering
where did it
go wrong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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