July 3, 2010

"I have feared to be unknown and to offend - I must speak, then, against the dread of speech."

What if the last word you heard
from me was a silken lie?
What if you wandered anxiously
because you couldn't catch my eye?
What if I left off telling
that between us all was right
What if I disappeared
into the endless night.

4 comments:

Hayley said...

I love this, and its direct simplicity.

Michael said...

I really like this, but a little afraid of it.

Art said...

you know, Michael, I think that's the right response. because those what ifs are what I don't want to happen.

Col said...

The rhyme is great.