Once confessions are drawn out,
they don't stop coming forth.
I don't understand why you are doing this.
Gushing streams of thought rain down &
water falls from the sky
in condensed form; thoughts drift away.
The air holds better future for them
than any ears that would
never have listened otherwise.
Once you grabbed my face,
and pushed my head back until I fell.
Everyone was in shock-
except for us. No harm done.
We knew that. The entire world
couldn't have understood.
I brushed your dust off of my shoulders;
I was fine. I walked on.
Alone
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