sometimes there are no words

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it’s easier to draw a mask
than a face.

the seams,
the shapes,

the closed geometry
clicking into place.

what is a face?

you never truly see one;
it’s always shifting:

lifting to the light,
closing in on the dark.

you hide in the nests of its skirts:

hoping to catch a glimmer of
something silver, some thing

you can hold in your
hand for a time,

turn over and over
and absorb.

what is an eye?

you get lost in one, spend the rest
of your life trying to climb out.

your greatest fear
is loss and pain—

but not for your
self, not any longer;

having a child in this world
automatically transfers

that fear, that thrum
through every thing,

that stronger drum bleeding
in sync with every

thought that cannot die.

it’s easier to use words
than lines.

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2 thoughts on “sometimes there are no words

  1. operahell says:

    “what is an eye?
    you get lost in one, spend the rest
    of your life trying to climb out.”

    I am just floored, this line hit me in the face like a brick. Beautifully done.

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