Breakup

You are so fun.

Oh my word, you are fun.

Talking to you is like

playing with mud.

It's filthy and thick

this snide game we are playing

as the mud all goes slinging

and the bricks we start laying

build walls up around us

to keep the hurt out

and gossip surrounds us so

we shoot and then shout

and cry out for redemption from

ourselves, from each other

with such loathing, we fall...

by regret, we are smothered

and we are, none of us,

even one inch taller

as our height in character

gets smaller and smaller

compared so the tall, thick brick walls

that we build,

and we drown in the mud

with which they

have been filled.