Suspecting what one won't know
fearing what the other can’t;
whose voice do they choose
in the dark crevices of their minds?
Experience does not prophecy make,
nor does willful blindness,
heads buried blankets, guarantee resolution
Heads buried in the sand,
mouths muted and bound,
hearts not necessarily wounded
as the carousel turns
turning
driven by anxiety or someone's truth untold
Misunderstanding the understanding or
understanding the misunderstanding
bodies vibrates and twist
pulse and turn
mechanical and discordant;
the unknown remaining a matter of debated certainty
while cowardice prevents the actors from saying
“STOP
...can we talk”?
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