<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530709" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Secondhand Conversation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a mephitic, obsidian smoke, <br>Language billows in impervious stacks.<br>In that clouded awning do our thoughts soak, <br>Enceinte and tainted with deep shades of black.<br>Crowded are we, insidiously sheathed, <br>In the choke-hold of constant stagnation.<br>Incessantly deprived of air we've breathed, <br>We cough up secondhand conversation.<br>We know not the subterfuge that bellows<br>Beneath the murmurs we enunciate.<br>We inhale the pareidolic shadows<br>That emit only to depreciate.<br>So, what resides there—in our spoiling lungs? <br>No fresh air— a song forever unsung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530709" data-title="Secondhand Conversation de Tim Stensloff" data-description="Like a mephitic, obsidian smoke, Language billows in impervious stacks. In that clouded awning do our thoughts soak, Enceinte and tainted with deep shades of black. Crowded are we, insidiously sheathed, In the choke-hold of constant stagnation...."></div> </div> </div>

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