I hesitate to answer,

I’m at a loss for words.

The question simply stated,

Echoing torturous undertones.

Honesty is the best policy,

But feelings could be wounded.

Relationships placed in jeopardy,

Building blocks apt to crumble.

It should have been anticipated,

And yes in hindsight it was.

The repercussions were evident,

Should an icy face-off occur.

Stares across the table,

Looks of dread and fear.

I reluctantly give up the ghost,

Loosing honesty into the fray.

Time stands still

The air crackled with anxiety.

Comprehension quick to set it,

“Really.” The lone response.

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole