War and peace

I don’t know 

Which arrow of words and gestures

Will pierce through your armour

Move us to surrender


All is unfair in war


Of course

No shedding of blood here

Confrontation is an overstatement 

Perhaps the odd flashes of

Aggression in the eyes

Mostly quiet tears


We both stand our ground

Waiting for the other to move

No hope of reinforcement in sight 

This is a war of two 


Don’t you see

Shouting from the front line 

Indifference is our common enemy 


Don’t you see 

Silence is not a peace treaty

◄ Reaching out

Park bench contemplation ►


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