“No Line for a Common Thread”
Talk
Small talk
Surface talk
“How’s the weather?”
“What a sweet baby!”
“Nice to see you again!”
Temporary exchanges
Signifying little to nil
Just daily superfluous asides
Make up a shared human experience
Make for a distinct human misery
For those who find socializing hard
Talk equals emotional dread
No line for a common thread
Riding the slow train to
Pull the right words but
Falling short and
Left wanting
To fade
Out.
BIO: David Cranmer is the editor of the BEAT to a PULP webzine and whose own body of work has appeared in The Five-Two: Crime Poetry Weekly, Needle: A Magazine of Noir, LitReactor, Macmillan’s Criminal Element, and Chicken Soup for the Soul. His forthcoming poetry collection, Dead Burying the Dead Under a Quaking Aspen will be released by Close to The Bone (December, 2021). He’s a dedicated Whovian who enjoys jazz and backgammon. He can be found in scenic upstate New York where he lives with his wife and daughter.
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