It's Still Life

A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week

(In response to a poem from the Divan-e Shams-e Tabrizi Collection by Rumi

I’ve No Time for Small Talk

I grow older by the day.
I haven’t time for small talk.
So tell me about …

what stirs your heart,
energy,
mortality,
the moon,
stars,
death,

sex,
magic,
mystery,
intellect,
lost moments of opportunity,
the lies you’ve told,

your flaws,
your favourite scents,
your childhood,
what keeps you up at night,
your insecurities,
fears…

I want to be with someone of depth,
who speaks with emotion …
with the intensity of a twisted mind.

I don’t want to know “How’s it going.”

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