Havoc in the Forum

Trust in time evaporates

To cloud the mind into bursting

With a rain that spits off the lips

A barrage of hurtful insults

That eventually accumulate

Into floods of tears and heartache

That erode the coasts

And storm the sails

Of relationships

Age bitters in the mouth

Words trap in the teeth

And like food decay

With the sour taste of time

Tripping off the tip

Of the tongue

Sleepless nights

Tied awake

In beds of knots

She's known some of the best

She knows there's no need

To hold her breath

Sunk by the passing of time

The closest of friends

All washed away

You've seen the coming of age

The crashing sound waves

You're all but done

Shipped wrecked on a

Tide of tongue

Age bitters in the mouth

Words trap in the teeth

And like food decay

With the sour taste of time

Tripping off the tip

Of the tongue