Saturday, 4 January 2014


I say nothing,
Like we could forget.

Then amidst your call
You tell me you haven’t;
I will not be forgotten.

But I want you to Mum.

I want to edge out,

I want to walk the line
Until the day it runs out
(Or becomes so blurred against life
the two become indistinguishable.)

To be the shadow in the corner,

To seep quietly out through my veins

And if I fail at that
To drag from the depths of self
A world where there is no place for me.

I want to do all that in silence.

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