Tuesday, August 25, 2009

peace

speak now
or forever hold your peace
(whisper,
or mumble,
at least..)
because someone's
sweeping up
this very room
with a broom
that is coming
very
very
close
to my feet

though not complete,
the lie runs dry with
something sweet
waited in too many
weighted spaces
broken places into
tiny little multicolored
peaces,
inspired
more tired
this heart is mindless
spiral wired
everywhere
she said,
and smiled

speak now
or forever hold your peace
please,
at least,
say something
or,
don't

someone
will