I have to do some work today, so it’s a movie and then back home to write. Have a great weekend, yawl!
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Nows [no. 22]
Your cover is candor.
You wrap your secrets in cellophane,
and I follow these false tracks
of honesty with an invented innocence.
I've been collecting faulty clues
but I know the rules now.
I must discard your intimacies
and save instead your painful pauses,
those echoing silences that tell me
who you really are
by describing in desperate detail
who you are not.