Those triggers talk
And they will certainly do so
About whatever defines them
Their opinions and their joy
And I struggle to gather a decoy
I cannot arrange fake, on a timer
Nor without one, on somedays
But perhaps not telling them this
Is fake enough.
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 4th, 2024 16:16
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
This required more than one reading. Life is full of triggers and timers and I love the last line that gives meaning to this for me.
Yes, and I also stitched in the idea of collateral damages that come from sharing our thoughts with the wrong people, and the need to find ways to avoid that…
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