words unspoken hover
but we know so little
of the things we hide
i like to think myself
consistent in all
but a pointed question
betrays my faults
so i laugh and step
skillfully aside
hoping you won't notice
my misdirection
or perhaps it's you
that slips this time
bringing sarcasm quick
a cut i myself shy from
yet jab at you instead
we part again
content in this charade
the trappings of life
civilized
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