Thursday, April 7, 2022

MYSTERY GIRL

 

She said her name was
Silence, and to call whenever
I wanted to talk, or even
if I didn't -- and sometimes
especially if I didn't. I have been
doing so religiously for all
these years, with little to show
now but these lines written
to and from myself, and to the
nameless gods who hide
amongst the bruise-colored
clouds and answer, in their way,
only when it rains.

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