I hear the ends of sentences
before you have spoken,
the words echo and boomerang
backwards
an argument at odds with itself,
I am ever surprised,
devastated or elated
by these palindromic shuttlecocks,
hit hard, but landing softly
spiked backchat of barbed ire,
designed to stun not kill
this very one-sided conversation.
© Graham Sherwood 09/2015
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