candied words
subdue
questions.
iloveyous
wreath the unanswered.
recalling all
the good
the happened
the known
waylaying the unknown for another day…
a magic trick that works only because i stay silent.
earnestness urging patience
to gather its resolve
once again
for every deception
there comes a moment
of unwillingness
a moment of unclarity
where whatever falseness
lays in wait to be discovered
there hides the revelation
that the fooler will become the fooled
that the convincer will become convinced
to put his contrivances aside
and believe in something
that would never make sense out loud.
intotheindigo 