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No Name
Poems
Feb 2011
what you haven't said quite yet
Glass figurines and teacups,
china dolls and painted plates,
I’ll pile them all in your hands,
and like a child,
I will wait-
I’ll wait for you to break them,
but I’ll pray they don’t shatter-
if the pieces hit the ground hard,
they’ll slice through
my gray matter,
and then I won’t comprehend
what is left of me at all,
beyond pieces left of trinkets
and the man
who could not fall.
Darling, I hate to say this,
but I swear you must be blind
if you can’t see how much I hang
on each word
that you design
and ship off and send my way
and the rest that you forget
and I am constantly a wreck
of what you
have not said quite yet.
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