the silent heart

you will not hear me open it.

there will

be no crackling

or rip

of paper, no envelope

torn

apart at the seal.

you will not hear the click

or turn

of knob,

the key in the lock

making

it's metallic kiss

on metal.

you will not hear the box

unfolded,

or the can

cranked open, no drawers

pulled,

no tin box revealed.

no safe

door will swing clear.

no, you will not hear my

heart

open up again to you.

never, i promise you this.

my dear.