Tagged: unsaid

morning captures us

morning captures us
in varying degrees – not
yet saying what needs

to be said is resisting
uncharted territory
.
20161019:2247
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there are a lot of

there are a lot of
things that i don’t
say – like how even
with you, i get
lonely sometimes,
or how i prefer
the loneliness
to making a run
for it – okay,
maybe only one
or two things
.
20160814:1303
y

things we leave unsaid

things we leave unsaid
sprout tendrils, winding their way
around suitable

hosts, a cellular invasion,
a parasite of memory
.
20160728:0723
y

one glance, and i wish

we fall into reptile

we fall into reptile
precision
when it comes
to what we say and
what we keep
stranded
in our throats.
i have long
stopped
marking the way
back
to yesterday’s
tomorrow –
but we will
drag it out
until recognition
is just a word
left unsaid
.
20100708:2100
y