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The Silence of Lies
Jun 17, 2022
I feel you leave
in the silence stamped
into the cracks of my kitchen tiles
by lies told and not
I cook with it,
this silence so alive
it flutters at the door
seeking to escape
I sit on the floor
wondering if you chew them
or swallow them whole
knowing they stick on the way down
when there are no tears left
to ease their way
the clock ticks
orchestrating time
as the door clicks
shut behind you
Copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2019
From my poetry blog
