by cassie hughes   May 24, 2022

a word that whispers off the tongue
with heady promise
yet dissipates into the ether on a sigh
of disregard.
Never caught it curls like smoke
around a possibility,
offering much
whilst granting only the intangible.
‘tis foolish in extreme
to follow where the susurration leads,
blinkered against here and now,
today ignored for heady illusion.
A word that whispers off the tongue
to lead unwary mind
towards fictitious future it can never
hope to hold.


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