Your Bracelet Says Enough.

We circle one another
Like nurse sharks
In the darkness
Of this night.

A stillness lurks
In the shades
And undertones
Of your lexicon

I feel subtle excoriation
Between the palatalization
Of your syllables
Undesirable apostrophes

You talk in miniature letters
Lower-cased expressions
You aren't laconic
You aren't revolutionary
You are…obsequious

Maybe it is only
The way you talk
Maybe it is only
The way I listen

But I'm not hearing
That you play the Sitar
You won't live up
To many commitments

When I speak
Under these black lights
Against white garments
нерозуміиш.


~Don't get caught on the wrong side.

любов,

іванченко.