Ever let a comment hang?

Words can shimmer

or drip

Slip

Slip

Slipping

They have a life of their own

Leave them alone

It’s quite delicious

Some arseholes attempt at a sarcastic jibe

It is supposed to puncture

and injure your side

Yet it can’t

You are impervious

until you react

for it is in the reaction that you open

like a gate

drawn up

careful!

But what if you don’t

say a word

leave the gate

closed

Just let them hang

there outside

and dangle

and tangle

in their own

supercilious

punctilious

homogapeous

(yes I made that up but its appropriate)

(if you know what it means)

(which I do because I made it up 😉

words

their little

fucked up

mess of their own declaratory

defamatory

defecating

pontificating

whatever the point their mish mash

making

Words

Watch them become an echo

a shout

calling out

to them

and the world

that they might not be quite so bright as they thought they were

in fact

In a while

They’re completely futile

And

it’s all a little bit awkward

embarrassing

Ho hum

Sigh

Time goes by

And now your soft heart is tugged

the coals of your anger have long turned cold

after all we are all growing old

though some none the wiser

so

you carefully pick up a mouse

and right click

or give the conversation the flick

kill the words

Do it nicely

Humanely

Kindly

Put them out of their misery

delete their pissy hiss hisssssery

and don’t think about them

Anymore

 

The photo is from a motorbike trip – it is taken somewhere between Longreach and Winton where we (my brother and I) stopped to have a drink. At the time the country out there was in a drought – the landscape looked like a dead animal and there were in fact many dead animals, wild and rural livestock along the way – hence it is rather fitting for a post about putting things out of their misery.