Unwritten Absence
I see it right there, the subtle changes,
As you tuck those toes underneath your tights,
Fighting behind silences and sickening sunrises,
Contain yourself, you might cross a fire you can’t outcry,
I can hardly see those eyes through the mirror, hollowing through like a swirling tip of a tornado,
As if muffled drums were held still on cotton gloves,
The tiny twitches as you twist those thoughts,
Drowning in words to the point you see no light,
I guess your lips have learnt the lungs of quiet,
And your tears have tasted grace of terrors,
You’ve gone far enough and I hope you find north,
Walking in shattered bones one too many times,
Swimming through waves like a forgotten shadow,
Forgive me for this outrageously unwritten absence,
Pretending perfection while these veins remain paralyzed,
What more of your heart is left to give,
When you’ve played it like a tune with a broken grove,
The beastly blues voicing it’s protective aggressions,
Maybe one day I’ll love you out loud and all your shortcomings,
In the meantime I shall learn to make peace with breaths you take.
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