The Bear And The Banter
Exchanging of words
Taking offense, taking breaths
From the bear, the words seemed to roar
Without much respect
A lie told in a greeting card
A false wave of confinement
The exchanging of words through sand and stone
No longer feels like a jest
Fingertip dancing
Tribal hips are shaking
Mind is eroding
These jokes make this feel less a home
Just a fish in an empty bowl