“Call me Crazy!” I smiled,
spitting out a new label
for the next introduction
in a room filled with names
I’d never know.
You grim ginned back at me.
Tension lines draw just as tight
into the cut of your jaw,
and mind working out how to swallow dive
through the conference room window
five ‘networks’ away.
“Call me Stark Raving,” you said
hand still in mine
this time reluctant to hear that bell.
If anyone wants to give me some feedback I would love to hear it. Does it make sense? Is the length alright? Is the rhythm complete tosh? Anything people! Anything please! *Vanishes off into her own insanity.*