We talked about love for the hundredth time,
And you listened, just to be polite.
Look at this lost lover's plight,
Desolate in the triviality of his rhyme;
Let's talk about loneliness tonight.
Words never soothe what fears incite,
And my tedious litany is my biggest crime-
And yet you listened, just to be polite.
Stay a while, so I don't lose sight
Of the ticking clock and passing time,
Stay up talking about loneliness tonight.
We can say nothing, or just make light
Of my hope, and your fatalism. I'm
Still glad you listened, just to be polite.
You can ask if our solitudes might
Spare us some of their borrowed time
So we could talk of loneliness tonight,
And you could listen, just to be polite.
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