stifling the day

Written by: juaneco torrente

I hide the emptiness
digging a hole in the head, unending pain
bury a stiff smile
between huffs of breath

It's almost a mystery
it can almost be unheard
the cloud in my eyes, almost curling
too imperfect for words

I dig this smile into a hole
snatched by my last breath
as the wound reaches beyond
an imperfect heart