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</figcaption></figure><p id="42b9">Eavesdropping used to be fun a while back,

My mind slurping on other people’s drama like a child sucking on a mango seed. Maximum juice extracted, and then injected into my imagination of their stories. Ah, the webs that I spun…Charlotte would be proud.</p><p id="e35f">Eavesdropping is no fun anymore People’s drama got boring, they’re forever complaining like flies buzzing

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the same repeatably predictable gossip. Maximum woes drooling over their petulant lips Mothers-in-law, covid woes, imploding children Ah, the webs have become sticky… time to let go.</p><p id="a49b">Time to bring out the hand sanitizer, time to walk away.</p><p id="89ef">Back to eavesdropping within, the dazzling corners of my effervescent heart.</p><p id="6652">No stethoscope required.</p></article></body>

No Stethoscope Required

A poem on eavesdropping

Photo by Jeroen Bosch on Unsplash

Eavesdropping used to be fun a while back, My mind slurping on other people’s drama like a child sucking on a mango seed. Maximum juice extracted, and then injected into my imagination of their stories. Ah, the webs that I spun…Charlotte would be proud.

Eavesdropping is no fun anymore People’s drama got boring, they’re forever complaining like flies buzzing the same repeatably predictable gossip. Maximum woes drooling over their petulant lips Mothers-in-law, covid woes, imploding children Ah, the webs have become sticky… time to let go.

Time to bring out the hand sanitizer, time to walk away.

Back to eavesdropping within, the dazzling corners of my effervescent heart.

No stethoscope required.

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