Who was the one

                who declared

i won't hold you to nothing you say? No I never said that nor do I believe it

What I beleive

is if you took the trouble to say it, or write it,  or whisper it, or sing it or disguise it                                                   and I hear you

            I hold you, for my thought is to thank you later for these kind gifts so i hold tight

 

What if

a bird flies to freedom from an open door cage                to find the long journey's end tree holds only an abandoned nest?

a buyer signs on the dotted lines              to find invisible ink dissolves the documents, in a moment, after years investing?

a worn warden unlocks the door with her curvy ancient clanking keys, slowly, carefully with a smile,              to find the escapee flies these lands, through barbs, curls who run fast, can carry a child up a hill, make it

 

 

If she dares to whisper the secrets

      how to stay, how to keep them, how to pass every test, how to love, live with joy                    to find you listening to strings not her heart at all

If she got so lost alone in the dark, integrity that no one sees is still integrity in the dark           to find the offered light through plank walking aftermath, suddenly dark, lightless, has been reallocated to another in dark

if the empty highway's promised winnings                               find graciously merciful peace sea shattered

 

then

how can you possibly ask                                  that distress be bypassed

riddle me this: I do not understand how such intensity, such trancedence, such a storm was called when you planned us........                           disappates

pre-actualization?

energy cannot dissapate it only changes form so.... it's tranferable?!?! That masterpiece is transferable?

 

Nor do I see

how one can be there                                 for otherwise bonds

when it only ever exists in listening waves, 

never in actual arms

it's not there, when it's not here nor there

it's not honor if it's dishonorable

it's not in the heart if it's denied, hidden, forsaken

 

Who was it that said, I should not be married to a dishonorable man? Oh yes, right, that was me. Said and truth

So what it is,

then,

here,

at the end of all these things,

it is distressing

 

 

 

give me that as payment for the answers i whispered you did not

hear