word leaks out.
gossip
is spun like fine
silk
thread
across the lines.
he said,
she said.
you won't believe this.
but
does it matter
anymore.
who's right or wrong.
who's fault,
who
has the energy,
the ambition to keep
up with others,
when we're treading
water ourselves.
who has the time.
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