Havoc in the Forum

Trust in time evaporates
 to cloud the mind into bursting,
 with a rain that spits off the lips,
 a barrage of hurtful insults.
 That eventually accumulate
 into floods of tears and heartache.
 That erode the coasts
 and storm the sails
 of relationships
 Age bitters in the mouth.
 Words trap in the teeth
 and like food decay.
 With the sour taste of time
 tripping off the tip
 of the tongue.
 
 Sleepless nights
 tied awake
 in beds of knots
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 She's known some of the best.
 She knows there's no need
 to hold her breath.
 Sunk by the passing of time.
 The closest of friends
 all washed away.
 You've seen the coming of age.
 The crashing sound waves.
 You're all but done.
 Shipped wrecked on a
 tide of tongue.
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 Age bitters in the mouth.
 Words trap in the teeth
 and like food decay.
 With the sour taste of time
 tripping off the tip
 of the tongue.