on eggshells with our political,
or religious
beliefs.
we want to be liked,
to be loved,
we want people to be our
friends,
at least on the surface.
why can't we all just get along,
a great street
philosopher once said.
we curb our
words,
nod politely as if we see
both sides of things.
agreeing to disagree.
then when we leave
we sigh
with relief
shake our heads and say
to ourselves,
yikes,
what dope he or she is.
geeze Marie.
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