Monday, July 16, 2012

the wrong answer

sometimes you
ask a question you
don't want the answer
to, but you need
to ask, it's an itch
that must be scratched.
so you do, then
you sleep on it
for a few nights
in the unsettled waters
of your sleep
and ask yourself why.
you promise
to stitch your mouth
closed tomorrow.

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