Throwback Thursday: Shoes



For a moment
In the brokenness
Amongst us
You with your
Numerical scale
Of my travels &
Me with my
Of your lies.

The bits of me
Long hidden
Rising to the surface
As if gravity
And shame
No longer held
Them down.

My safety showed
Itself in fear.
Your fear showed
Itself in cruelty.
Like Newton’s cradle
We’d attract
And repel
Never still
Never at peace

I never told you
The secret of my shoes
And you never told me
That all your silences
Where like tiny deaths

But then again
We knew
These things
Didn’t we?

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