Speak (be silent)

by Poet on the Piano   Nov 21, 2020


It's safer if I don't share,
don't open a coffin
that houses nothing
but moths and gasoline.

I can't share my joy
with you, you never want to
embrace it. I can't trust you
to hold my sorrow either,
without you implicating it.

Eventually, I will combust,
yet I won't make a sound.
The symphonies of silence
will lay me down, and you
won't notice I'm gone
until it's written in blood

other than your own.

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