Farce

B talks to A

only to lick their dreamt-up wounds

- and I wonder why.

When one can barely understand

and reconcile

with their own life,

what good of consulting another?

I see

I hear

nothing but farce.

Should you face

the many hurdles of life

that is,

for one

life

and one

only

the terms are clear

-

pain lives

and thrives

when others are welcomed.

For with friendship

with love

comes obligations

and that is a feat

never possible to conquer.