Sunday, June 13, 2010

Verse: song of nothing

how do you measure

in sighs or in
the slant of a shadow

i use silences

i've been listening
intently and yet

you haven't said
anything at all

it's never the things
we say that puncture us

it's the things
we don't say that wound

deep unseen scars
that bleed through

become ice
and melt us

No comments:

Post a Comment