I can't tell you about the skateboard
about the childhood
I tried but. It came out as
a lie. a try.
"Please stop trying
to say more than you mean."
I tell my mouth.
But you are listening
I'm not sure if you hear silence
as I do. truth. truth. truth.
Intimately.
I'd like this not to take long.
so long. There are things
I want to know. to share.
But they won't last forever
they will grow up and fly.
Their magic left in my heart only.
Aug 6, 2010
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