May
22
2010
this is not for you
though it would be
if i could offer
you, accept
but instead
it sits here, in my lap
licking wounds
no one asked for
and you,
you turn away
muttering, a whisper
crazy half grin
i never hear
what you say
never ask twice
if i do
there is no answer
just silence that hangs
the air between us
ripe
the way change
rips through your face
just a thought
unspoken
