Omission

Sometimes there’s an instant of
honesty
before you answer
when you weigh your words
weigh what you really
want to say
and life would certainly
bloom with color
if you told them
what you think
not just what
you build
because is anyone ever
completely honest?

At twenty-something you’ve
told more lies than
you have truths
and you’re better for it
really
because no one
ever knew you needed them
and no one
ever knew you might
wilt if they left

mighty sarcophagi propped
by your bedside
carry your words
and that might be enough
to hold your tongue
just glances between sheets
messages hidden in
sweat and breath

put your thoughts on a scale
and see if anyone ever
needed your veracity
anyway

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