bowdlerize

Conversation flows.
Do we extend ourselves too far?
Reeling while revealing
our tics and foibles.
We do not bowdlerize
but dare to swear and share
without offense or pretense.
And so, in a verbose river
find ourselves together
swimming synchronized
upon the swirling waves of words.
We tumble over rocks
and wear them down
in a torrent of anecdotes
and epiphanies,
meandering through the landscape
in a search for distant seas.