-1 for Small Talk

Polite chit chat bores me

I have no interest in what you had for supper

Or where you bought your fancy purse

But that scar over your left eyebrow

I want to know all about it

Was it something exciting like a fight in a bar?

Or a lover's spat that ended with a spatula to your head

I want to hear about your favorite song

from when you got your heart broken for the first time

And about the vile monster that broke it

I want to know what lulls you to sleep

In a way no one or nothing else can

How you like your morning coffee

The thoughts that scare you to death

(Almost)

We can talk about them till dawn

And wipe our tears at tea time

With biscuits to sweeten the deal

So leave your civil courtesies at the doorstep

Or don't bother coming in.