talk in circles near incessant   and effervesce here in our presence   bubble up, bubble break   a burst of warm air rises and disappears   wasted words a black hole finds them   pull, pull me past event horizon   round and round, nothing found   the gravity of speaking small gets me down   talk about the weather, long as we're together   on and on and over again   current pulling under, do you ever wonder how   we made it this far?   sift the debris in search of purpose   shimmering beneath the surface   I concede, I consent   it's necessary, but I don't have to like it