Smalltalk Poem by Chris Bradshaw
Smalltalk
There is truth in the classroom
Among dusty old notes
Woven in lectures
And injected by rote
There's truth at the pub
Flowing raucous and free
In every old story
And smile you see
Truth's in the sunset
Beyond theory and song
But the moment you realize
It's already gone
Truth is in words
All tangled and stuck
Like a mind full of questions
Or a heart with no luck
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