Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
No one can
interrupt.
The
listener's mind flies.
Higher and
higher, far away.
When a
question hits, it is a signal for the listener to contribute.
A pause,
and then they start talking again.
Do they
have to prove they know more?
Perhaps it
is because they like to compete?
Could it be
pure insecurity?
Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah
The clock
keeps ticking, its hands moving.
A yawn
reaches the mouth.
The teeth
clench to avoid giving in and surrendering to the dullness of the moment.
What is
said gets lost in the idea.
It seems to
be circling in words.
The
listener begins to get interested.
Will they
be able to make their voice heard?
A
conversation without dialogue.
A monologue
between two people!
Written:
August 9,2025
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