the secret is whispered in dark
as rising as falling as air moving in sleep silence and calm
her breath a small steady wind believing me to the secret i screamed at and made known
a secret destroyed analyzed dissected becomes broken
signs previously revealed
{secret summertime window-unit air conditioners alleviating hell;
triumphant ferry rides across bodies of water;
and bringing a child into this world;}
cling as loss
as nothing
as gross
as evil perhaps
reveal that which should not be written revealed
to one who had given me life
broken trust with a traveler, a god, a lover
off-colored salt habitually filled damages and
bitter scalpel inspected the works the wounds
corpses rolled in graves
words not written
balloons deflated on all membranes
and now magnificent glory
the secret is whispered in dark as rising as falling as air moving in sleep, silence, and calm
poetry captured. completely believeable raw and destinguished, the secret of violation and truth revealed to innocence, never easy to do on any level, its a pride and a human condition