Tuesday, December 17, 2013

thin ice

when i
have to
talk to you

i find myself
walking on thin ice

measuring
each word i say
three years
before i say it

looking ahead
for any
pitfall in phrasing
before i think it

stepping out
inch by inch
with only my wits
to guide me

wishing i didn't have
to try at all

knowing no matter
what i say

i fall

(alone)




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