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to describe it I think

Published by LANNING | Friday, March 08, 2019 11:00 PM


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it's underneath the way she used
to speak
to stay alive she spoke
in a buried kind of way
above the horizon yes
but at the same time
the dark words were below
beneath even air

words escaping from her mouth
they were all double-stacked
one carrying the other by its back
the under-carriaged one
so clutched below

the cream and sugared coffee
served daily with a teaspoon of salt
the earth taste of ground too bitter
chewed by mouthfuls

utter bolts of desperation
in the holding back
the perhaps of speech
the tongue forking
dealing speech plus the silent one
that lied beneath the smother
one of the other
of unsaid hatred and sorrow
mixed in her to a hidden frenzy
tossed to sink the sun
setting out to sail into life's curve
no longer to be
the hell of a desperate mind

the goad of a frantic
too long life to not
lay bare by all means
a neverland of youth so gone
soul of her father
mind of her mother
body of a drowning victim
the tomorrows all crept too slow
still so far to go
the petty dusty life pace
never fast enough
to just get it over with already

now to be cheated of your life
does ever in her feel less knowing
in this nursing home
so relaxed she can speak
long gray hair falling down
around her
single at last
one word meaning only one word
the end finally there
just there
the other side

and this was love



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