Poem: The Statement

 

The Statement

 

our time must be spent

hiding from the statement.

it’s an absurd statement,

not for lack of truth, but the nudity.

 

why should life be see-through?

as with clothes,

the layers protect who you are.

and define you. 

 

and must be fashionable.

 

don’t

 

overwhelm your peers. 

others have worse problems.

shut up so they can fake it.

 

don’t

 

bother those who hide the past

in unworn lockets gifted by pain.

 

who opens a locket

to look at its face?

and who wouldn’t be horrified

by their own neglect?

 

don’t

 

try to be better.

others aren’t ready to cry

until the tears cleanse.

 

tears,

they scald as bad as battery acid.

 

don’t consider them tinctures

of sad little cures from the pure heart of an angel.

 

they won’t get through.

 

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