Pull up a chair, order up a drink, put your jaw on the table —
And jabber away without purpose, path or destination —
One remark sparking another — and another — until you spin by your tongues around the edge of —
Tawdry.
Then just — go there!
It costs nothing, adds up to nothing — and best of all —
There are no strings attached.
Nada.
This is cheap talk at it’s finest.
Which is not to say it’s talk that’s cheap.
Or that it’s talk that’s not cheap.
It’s just one of those things —
People who like eachother do with eachother.
And I love it.
Tawdry is as tawdry talks. And walks. And sings, slurps and winks.
Merci beaucoup.