Smiling platitudes.
Weak mouthed grimaces continue to do the rounds, circling and dancing with the others.
A hideous and sad little minstrel band observes from the gallery watching the fools do the gargoyle dance below.
Kiss ass.
Fit in.
Part of the team.
Half friendly, half embracing, barely concealing the contempt for each other.
Then the nightly farewells and well wishes, watching yourself reel off the same shit, hating yourself in the frozen air of the car journey home…
…complicit in your own downfall,
but ready to do the same dance and the same smile
tomorrow.
*
Sophie E Tallis ©
Sounds like you need a new circle.
Lol, this was written a few years ago and yes, I did! Only have lovely people in my life now, positivity all around and no ‘toxic’ hurtful people. 🙂
Powerful stuff Sophie, I like it and glad to hear it’s in the past 🙂 Strong memories and worth recording
Thank you, Andy, coming from a great poet like yourself, that’s a huge compliment. Cheers honey. 😀 x
Well, thanks to you for the compliment – I’m still working on the ‘great’. But this vignette of yours is ace – it says so much more than pages and pages of narrative in a way, if you see what I mean.
Absolutely! Less is more, short n’ sweet etc. 😀
But yes, I think some of the most powerful pieces are brief ones. And yes, you ARE a great poet!
Brilliant piece, I really like the way you used the short sentences. Very powerful 🙂
Thank you Harliqueen! I was in a bit of a dark mood when I wrote this! 😛
Loved this. lol Loved it.
Thank you, dm yates, very sweet of you! 😀
Hi Sophie
Glad you liked my post on Morgen Bailey’s blog
My pleasure Rita! 😀