justwrite 2 april

inspired tired of the meeting room board game the shame in no secrecy and when you ask twice i will tell you one more time no there's nothing going on with that schedule nothing to measure for measures of deceit just a defeat handed over and settled on my shoes with the truths unspoken a token gift and a lovely shoe but nothing true enough for forgiveness in the bigness of this moment i would like to thank sleep i would like to breathe deep and remember the before the after and celebrate the during when the time comes when the right bird hums with gums unchewable and a fruity drink bubbling up pinkly with quoted grapes and mistasted mistakes i want to tell you something but i haven't figured it out yet i want to say it's okay to walk away i want to wonder who would want to stay and i want to travel everywhere with myself with you and with a map that collapses into the palm of my qualms and is waiting when i am ready