I try so hard to say
something that hasn't been said before
that I say nothing at all.
Silence.
Silents.
A theater full of hats and gowns,
colored by black-and-white images,
reading words they'll never hear
but in their minds.
We can only do so much
with what we've got
that our tears don't mean anything anymore.
When the thought-
THE THOUGHT-
arises, grab it, shake it,
don't let go
till it's stood the test of time,
then watch it float away,
shrinking with distance
until another comes along.
I try so hard not to say
something that's been said before
that I say nothing at all.