useless expenditures of breath

It's easy I suppose to
boil anything down
to a quip,
a soundbyte,
a sour note

to wrench a moment
from a conversation
twist it for your purpose,
screw it against a wall
or tack it over your bed

like some god- awful placard
that becomes your mantra

or your cross
complete with palm fronds
and strident voices
screaming loudly
"crucify him".

Reviews

[Chris]

- or her...

Flow and content... tone, rhythmic. Well said.