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∴

is it better to keep it all unsaid?

has my every word
corroded the seal
of safety
we had built so solidly about us?

 

have they leaked
like trojan horses,
with good intent and sound construction,
towering still,
to deliver destruction?

 

momma always said,
“if you can’t say something nice…”

 

i should have listened.
i should have heard.

instead,
i talked my way
out of your arms
and into the world

who continues to question.

 

we call and answer continuously,
and with all the noise,
presume
we must be doing something grand.

but it’s just noise –

all of it –

 

and in the end
has it even moved us
a bit
from the place
whereon we stand?

∴

 

 

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