Sensitive Sides

Our sensitive side

Is what we deeply hide

That only breaks out

When you exclaim, shout!

And silence is left

That your eyes is blind

That's why you can't find

That streaking cleft

For each dull prism

Like a recombinant pin

With a pointy mechanism

------Goading is akin!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Contemplation on a bickering and that sensitive sides
surfaced afterwards.

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