Crosstalk 2

Crosstalk 2

A Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562

I say apple
You say telephone pole
Viewpoints diverge
The point, a shiny metal ball that can't be pierced or pinned down, only rolls away.
Cooperation, a cord that's only getting more tangled as you untangle it.
Frustration builds.
Why can't it just work?
Maybe we're both used to people accepting.
Maybe we both have needs.
Maybe it's life.

© 2026 Sad Unc Days 3562


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Added on January 9, 2026
Last Updated on January 9, 2026

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Sad Unc Days 3562
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