Unspoken Rewritten

if words could fall

I would let them sink

furrow into the ground beneath

and then grow

along the

tops

of trees and sprawl through the veins

of our mother’s open arms

breathless is the lost unspoken word

that the wind carries

the ghosts of missed

and broken

opportunities

exhaled into vapor

what you feel but do not see unless

you use your fingertips as your eyes

feel the words that leave your right brain

and notice their density as molecules swarming

through the open air and not ever quite as small

as you thought they were when your arms

refused to notice the shape

of the  sounds around you.

 

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