Fault Line

Fault Line

When the call comes,
I feign ambivalence,
one more maneuver
to deny fault.

I did this
and you did that.
Who understands
the whole gestalt?

Back and forth we
thrust and parry
’til no one knows
who started what.

When did our love
became a battlefield?
That crest we aimed for
a well-worn rut?

Writing prompts today are: call, ambivalent, understated, maneuver and fault.

7 thoughts on “Fault Line

  1. slmret

    For the last few years of my mother’s life, she tended to blame me for all her problems — my mantra then was “it’s not my fault”!



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