poetinside

We reached a precipice.
A beautiful point of departure like
The sudden intake of breath at the
End of a line -
A dramatic pause, an unfolding before
Falling into new verses.
A moment of expectation.

Beat. Beat. Beat.

But we?
We could not find more words.
We had nothing left to say, oh
Words, words, words.
Too many crammed in our cheeks like
Caramels and yet
Silence.

Heavy silence like a foot landing on a carpet where one more stair was thought to be.
Silence such that follows a question that ought not to have been asked.
A silence you want to hide from.
A silence that judges you.
A silence that knows.
A silence that speaks of betrayal of all that was meant to fill it.
And we are the greatest story never told.
We are the happiest promise ever broken.