by Lou Duva
A short poem about truth in conversation.
| 'Communis |
As I peel back the layers of uncertainty and trepidation my heart lie’s still
I realize I was searching for a meaning without flaws, an untested explanation- an unclear vision-followed by a lukewarm decision
Honest words deserve gratitude in obscene amounts separating those insane random thoughts from a perfect account; I mean a perfect description of what things are or what they will be
You know stuff that makes since-like you in an engaging conversation exchanging information without any the false pretense
This is an effortless try an understanding much more deeper than who when’s and why would you compartmentalize your truth the understanding from within that makes you you you
A trace amount of sincerity infused with loses innuendo or an intricately woven story over a smooth instrumental it’s all the same- energy turned into unapologetic action unadulterated passion for truth.