Dealings.

For smiles retain irk,
In faces, suddenly pressured.

String doings around great,
Effort for, to startle,
Entertain, boats of fools,
And sing, bleaching intelligence,
To such desperateness, unknown,
Skinning, scarily into stone.

And pointless, laugh,
A mist, fanning into minds,
The smoke, blurring points,
Talk, idle, hints rejoice,
Swirling into an understanding,
Forgotten, time's theft.

If that was, petty churlishness,
How incredulously, grudging sounds,
If worry entwines widely,
With gaining dislike,
How much time, helplessly,
Shall a stroke, distress?

Only shall right flow,
Run truth, spreading wisely.

~ Ielfphil Raven.