Dull Attempt

By Bryton Buckaloo, creative writing major


we were given the ultimate peace offering.
This offer had its moments of severance,
verity & all I was still unseen.
I had soon realized the differences in the air between us.
you had told me this was the “happiest you had ever felt”
but I knew that we tended to lie to one another.
Our love was nothing but a toddler of coherence.
We wanted to achieve the world,
But never in the same place.
How foolish could I have been to learn the passage of acceptance?
You often reminded me of how naïve I sounded,
I found it quite unsettling.  
It was your love language after all.
What a dull attempt it was,
to suede, a peace offering that had no silver lining.
our wedding vows were a dull attempt.