Made a Mistake, di S. Santorus | poesie, saggi e racconti nel Poeticous

S. Santorus

S. Santorus

Made a Mistake

How can I ever

Prove to you?

For a chance that

was never leaped.

A divide

Never given.

All I wanted

is a no.

All I need

was a yes.

But neither was

heard or spoken.

And here we were

with not a word to

say.

Because we silenced ourselves

when we started

talking.

(2013)

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