The moment went still
As seconds crowded the gaps
Where every thought became a gamble
To an analyzing mind

Never liked this game
Of laying bare but to no avail
Where the past doesn't count for much
And the future is the prize

Turn by turn, the cloud thickens
As conversations come and expire
Sometimes leading to one
And sometimes none

Casual and light - not how I'd describe it
What does that say if anything...

Time was not the constraint, words were

The last ones triggered a conclusion
One that was inconclusive
A gamble that was paid in a promise
Promise of a place that is as clear as this gamble...