A Fib

You couldn’t stand the tune I kept singing
So I stopped singing it around you
And around you I fit
Like perfect connections

As we face facing other faces,
Turned inward to leave our hopes and regards
Leaving marks without leaving cards
And my hand was face down looking up aces

They can leave their thoughts and prayers,
Generic ways to say no one cares
You are a bit off base
And the net negative won’t help in this case

As we sign off constantly
The never ending journey of zeros
We check for the rebound
And my face down in my hands looking up honesty


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