Gossip Poem by shimon weinroth

Gossip



is fun, mean and malicious
all it takes is some kind of chatter
idle or intensional, illusionary or functional
talk and a lending ear, someone to hear

rumour or true, spreads with rampage
forest fire destroying everything in its path
burns and crackles, whistles and rattles
methodical or furious, leaves wounds and scars

did you hear or have you heard
I tell you this in confidence
it's a secret or declaration
to spark some news, true or false
speaking to your friend or spouse
are you just retelling, relating or gossiping

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