Tiny Sliding Words
there’s something about
the air you breathe out
weaved into those
tiny sliding words
i have been
a victim
but play the role
of the villain
quite well
they tell me
those tiny sliding words i mentioned before
wooden planks in a sea far from shore
tiny because they mean nothing
when said by anyone but you
sliding into my ears
never before heard
or fully understood
Copyright © Donald Vandriest | Year Posted 2011
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