welcomed pause-
jilting, jittery, brief respite-
it's welcomed, you think, but not
calming, or happy, or good: no
just relief, and faked innocence of it;
relieved to be put off, postponed from
thought. you crave to be let off the hook
you don't want to bother
with the weight, the burden of whatever
it is the universe will undeniably, inevitably
lay to rest upon your frail shoulders, so
tired of their obligations, so
typically charitable and giving, so
deserving of a break, for once, this time, for
god's sake.
you'd rather sit
in this welcomed silence, waiting
me out like a storm, hoping i'll break
down and forget to regard you
in such esteem that you feel you must
maintain it by pretending
to care. instead,
you sigh, glancing away with a noncommittal
shrug, raising your hands to hold up platitudes
and to quietly, quietly,
quietly fade into
anonymity.
About the Creator
Savannah Sveta
Once in a while, there are words in my head that feel like magic. The rest of the time, I'm just imitating myself.
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