It's one of those things you cannot foresee ...

When exchanges become tangled and unfree

And no matter what you try and do to sort it out ...

You wind up getting deeper into what it's not about



And so you spend quite a bit of time rereading it all ...

Trying to figure out how you both became such fools

And then you see certain wording clearly indicating

The much bigger misunderstanding in the making ...



And so you contemplate editing and highlighting

But resist the urge for it would seem like fighting

And so then you send it all on just as it happened

With a cover note indicating one had been napping



And quietly suggesting an apology would be apt

Knowing further disagreement would really tap

Energies you no longer want to use in this way 

For many other elements make you want to stay



So you take a very much needed rest after it all

Finally giving in to those teardrops in a waterfall

Even tho you're feeling you gave it your best shot

Now all you need do is let it be ... but you cannot



And as soon as you connect once more - all's fine 

As the letter worked well ... better than the last time

And then you realize everything is fully resolvable

As long as the desire exists and you're consolable



- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

2:10pm Wed. Jan. 20th, 1999