Stirred, Not Shaken

The brief encounter

Was just that

Brief

No fanfare

No bullshit

Just

Well, look who’s here

At a local

Grocery / hardware store

My “How are you doing?”

With a friendly handshake

Was reciprocated with

Good, and you.

Good

The kind of salutation

Exchanged

When neither can remember

The other persons name

Kind dialogue followed

Looks like you only have

Two items

Go ahead

No

That is fine

You were here first

With that

The conversation ended

He moved up to check out

I can go for hours

Without the compulsion

Of needing to speak

So no skin off of my nose

Especially

When it comes to names

Although

Names were not

Necessary

Dad and son

Would have sufficed

 

 

I have stripped bare

The olive trees

Handing out

So many branches

Even after

Information was

Manipulated

Lies were told

Loyalty was put to the

Test

Truth won out

Money was / is

Involved

That part might be

Fixable

Can not get inside

Of his mind to heal the

Wounds manifested

That took the shape of

Treating my wife and daughter

Horribly

For no reason

Save a passive attack

Likewise a deceiving

Story

Regarding a phone call

Circumstantially

Recorded

Where what retold was never

Said

So with the above

Chance encounter

The door slowly

Closes

And when it shuts

For good

I

Like now

Will be at

Peace

 

 

Well

At least with that

Situation

After all

As John Trudell said

 

“Don’t trust anyone who isn’t angry.”

 

“Stirred” enough to write this.

“Not Shaken” enough to reverse apathy.