small talk

Sometimes you see people
you want to know who broke their heart
the time they scraped their knee falling out of a tree
or the words a family member jokingly passed along
reaping deepest insecurities for years to come

you want to know what song makes them pull over
or what painting invigorates the lost life and spark
you want to know who stole their innocence
their happiness their free will, break their apathy
who taught them sarcasm, wit, crude humor

But these things you don’t just learn
they take concentrated effort
So when people ask me why I’m so opposed and cold and annoyed
About small talk
it’s because all this, right here
weighs infinitely more
than your favorite color or tv show.

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small talk

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