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were you all there was to you?

not      


silence rang from your tongue as you spoke

it came from your eyes and would always go back to wait there like a wise and loving dog sits upright      loves      sure

not even patient       just so there        nothing wasted

for all to see       hiding in our plain sight for all not to see

secret stories in you they would not read      

i recognised them       like yours they were written

in my blood       quietly like the silence in your eyes

what a stranger we are      

what strange trees      those fruits falling falling

rolling quietly downhill

one poison apple at a time






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