it stayed in the room
like octopuses ink
it wouldn't let either of us
dismiss it
avoid it
even as it quickly disguised
itself with autotomy
your words
slipped
all blackish
foot in mouth
you are always so careful with words
truth makes fools of us
both of us knew what it revealed
it made us uncomfortable
stretching over the top
it lingered in the room
a melanin cloud
growing
others saw it
not knowing
it disoriented
serving as shield
stinging their eyes
causing them to look away
I've done the same thing
wrapped up conversation
to stop it from going further
made myself believe what I wanted
distorted words to sqeeze inside my belief box
cutting them off to fit properly
I have made myself comfortable
at other's expense
and now to see it
so clearly
in you
I look up to you
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