Posts tagged missing
What does the silence say?

What does the silence say? Is the whole story the compilation of things we allow to come off our lips and the things we don’t? We’ll never know them—never know the details left missing and why. What are the options not chosen and why were they not taken? I know my own silences with intimacy and still don’t often know their origins. Are the thoughts left out moving around at a lower volume? Did I turn them down or did they enter my head that way—softly?

kaleidoscope

and i don’t want to tell you

how now i relate to the restless

the reckless

the back-row sitters

the marriage-quitters

those bankrupt on friendship

with blood on their hands 

and knives in their backs 

Is this what growing up is?

place an ad for my innocence

lost

missing

last seen on

what i’ll tell you is

the way that it 

looks from where I’m standing kneeling—

through a hundred, a thousand more eyes—

feels a little more like

a kaleidoscope 

and for all the deferred hope

i wouldn’t change this view for the world