Wednesday, July 06, 2011

the weight of the heart

love becomes a burden
when u assume that u know what is best for the other

A conversation begins
with a lie. And each
speaker of the so-called common language feels
the ice-floe split, the drift apart
as if powerless, as if up against
a force of nature

The scream
of an illegitimate voice
It has ceased to hear itself, therefore
it asks itself
How do I exist?
This was the silence I wanted to break in you
I had questions but you would not answer
– Adrienne Rich

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