No.
It is not good to use your
powers for evil.

It is much better to warn them
of their demise.
Reminding them
that flesh is an easy target.

we all wear.

but the Spirit is still.

and sometimes
exists without consequence
being that

You.
Always know your intentions.

But remember.
the Universe has the ultimate
Say

No.
Do not speak with a second tongue.

You could end up believing your crafty
little hell. then forget about alchemy.

Instead be brave and
Go
alone.

Say no to anything that does not resonate with
your being.

Then walk away very slowly with
absolute
clarity.

We cannot write silence.
The beats.
The pause.
The breath.
The way it aches
and persists

and begs that,

if only for a moment,

our consciousness is only a whisper.
our bodies,
our lips,
the air that passes through falling chests
and stillness.

A melody of emotion.
Sleeping in the quiet of a heartbeat skipped
a word lost to the wind.

The wickedness of reticence
Encapsulated in air and time.

The moment stretched too long.
Hesitation perpetuated in the grip of fingernails
pressed into palms.

We cannot write silence,
but we can try.

to find a way to immortalize emotion
to create space
in the ceaseless drone of words that speak and spin.

I cannot write silence. But I can write
tears and years
and the burn of long-stretched lies.

I can write goodbyes and hellos
And dozen ways to say
I love to hate you
Or
I hate to love you
and sometimes
I cannot tell the difference.
Silence.
The space I have upheld for myself.

I love to hate you
Heart.

I hate to love you too.

I cannot write silence.
But I know it.
and I have held it in my hand.