Sunday, June 12, 2011

Sitting on my hands
quietly
suffocating silence
quietly
the pain in my head
quietly
is the hummingbirds
fast wing flutter
the visible air
the water soft with
slow shutter
being afraid
quietly
bathing in humility
quietly
forgetting to keep quiet
quietly
the age ticks
like the bones
of the
dead kitty in the yard
my mother's breath
and being the
prettiest
girl in the room
Creatively hoping
quietly
for just one more word
quietly
awash in silence
quietly