Thursday, January 11, 2018

One more from when i wasn't listening to good advice

I do not want to
live like this
not this
or this
or this




not breathe
the staleness of your being
or the fatigue of mine
not this
or this,
or this.






A very, very quiet silence
screams louder
than measured words
and inch taped smiles.
I cannot bear
this scream
not this, or this, or that.






Nouns
are such pointless things
let's not use them any more.
You will never know
and I will always know
what the matter is.
Not this. Or This. Or That.





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