Harvey Dent

Reconciliation

Two hands of two minds.

Just take one and find

A person at the other end.

Take the right and experience me. He'll smile

as pretty as he can,

Pinning the corners of his mouth to walls for you

With a wet face.

Take the left and experience me. He'll smile

pretty enough to catch your eye,

Pinning you to the wall when you slow down.

Like his scaled snake tattoo, he'll wrap around you.

The man on the right will cry for you. He'll sing you

a song or two like sweet citrus forgotten by

Mouthfuls of water swimming down your throat. He looks

for tarot cards at Sunday mass and smiles at God.

The man on the left dries his face with the demons he wears

On his silk, black tie. He'll want more than his time

Will allow him. He looks for a disillusioned face among the faces

That look at him and wraps his thumb around their throat.

The man on the right holds your hand through gray

21st century conversations. He won't hurt you

But he will hurt himself for you. He holds his words

Tightly to his lips until you come for them.

The man on the left washes his face with the acid

Remarks you left behind for someone else's tongue. He keeps

Each word wrapped around his fingers and wears them like

Rings. They leave their mark, red and blistered.

The men meet every day, measuring out the rest

With coffee spoons. They talk of their personal politics

Overwrought with the thoughts of one another. Their coffee black

Conversations close with a nod of the head and caffeinated smiles.

Author's Note

Very open to critiques and interpretations. Actively trying to grow as a writer!

Reviews

[Diabolicalbeard]

My good old friend dent nice work on this i love the topic