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Jul 2019 · 179
Nuances
John Akins Jul 2019
Nuances
I understand the nuances of unspoken words
Messages encoded into lingering stares
Conversations held with winks across the room
Love poems written on the edge of a smile.
"I love you" disguised as "How are you?"
Asked again and again
As "Hey big head"
As "Have you eaten?"

I understand that sometimes, what you're trying to say
Is exactly what you're trying not to say

Addendum:
How are you?
Jul 2019 · 567
Empty
John Akins Jul 2019
I'm not broken, I'm tired
Of emptying myself into people
With hearts like broken jars
And arms riddled with holes.

So don't ask me to give
My cup is empty
And I have nothing to offer you

— The End —