talk in circles near incessant

and effervesce here in our presence

bubble up, bubble break

a burst of warm air rises and disappears

wasted words a black hole finds them

pull, pull me past event horizon

round and round, nothing found

the gravity of speaking small gets me down

talk about the weather, long as we're together

on and on and over again

current pulling under, do you ever wonder how

we made it this far?

sift the debris in search of purpose

shimmering beneath the surface

I concede, I consent

it's necessary, but I don't have to like it