POETRY | THE BRAIN IS A NOODLE
The House of Debate
Hours-long discussions into the wee night
Most couples argue over big things —
money, sex, children, the bills
Not in my house —
We argue over philosophical topics
that only intellectuals would understand
And when I say argue
I don’t mean the shouting and screaming
or the tossing about of things
No, we debate —
long diatribes or a soliloquy
(in case the other has stopped listening)
Hours-long discussions into the wee night
which can cause ear bleeds
and sudden silly misunderstandings
until I usually decide
I’d rather be happy than be right
©2021 Lori Carlson. All Rights Reserved.
A poetic response to Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她)’s #TBINWritingPrompt: a silly misunderstanding