The most enlightening moment occurs at the most uncomfortable time.
What time is it always?
It’s the riddle of conundrum.
It’s sitting in the silence of a car with the radio turned off.
You and another waiting.
No one is talking.
Who breaks the holy air?
It’s the awkwardness of a lull in dinner conversation.
Who dares to interrupt?
It’s silent in lieu of offence.
Who is the offended?
It belies the argument.
But, underneath where?
It follows immediately after insult.
What does this indigenous proof stain?
A slap of sarcasm, disgust, outrage
Only soft words: Thank you.
Kind to friends and foe alike.
It’s only half of it.