She used the word “Extensive” on me To, maybe, dazzle my senses Knowing I wouldn’t know a misuse Or the difference Just the feeling Of getting slapped with a word That’s supposed to induce clarity Yet promotes ambiguity As walls, probed under a microscope, Are full of holes
The transact, this dance Garnished dish The importance of setting The tone and ambience The line where you can push for affirmation From the jaws of rejection And by rear view Fuel what you already knew
These things that only seem real until somebody is convinced Until one soul believes
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