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Unsaid.

Poetry & Prose | April 29, 2013

Look down with careful eyes. And let me move you

Slightly from side to side. Your petals are falling, I said

And your smile is failing. Gather your up flaws and tie them

With my cold ribbon. Tuck them away for goodness sake, tuck them

Away under my Welcome mat. Not so welcoming, you thought, but letting

Your hands harden and looking for warmth in mine isn’t welcoming either, God said.

I’ve buried my pains under yours and kept you from crush, crush, crushing

Under your sweet troubles. The moon once caught us. Caught you.

And caught me digging and digging. She whispered into my

Neck and turned away. She’s sweet, said her friend. But

All you’ve known is this. Dreams undreamt, words