TALK
It’s cheap
She promised so much
The house, travel, adventure
Ambition was at the core
Long hours spent talking
Do this, do that
Go here, go there
Why are you such an arsehole?
Talk, intellectualising
Its what you did so well.
Pillow talk, gossip
Abuse the verbal kind
Became an art form
You practiced daily
Until your hold weakened
When words failed you.
I turned my back
Listened no more.
Now I talk of hope, future
A love never imagined.
Talk is no longer cheap
But valued, trusted, loved.
Written for: http://andytownend.com/2015/10/26/poetry-101-rehab-talk/
