Apologia
they were never spoken
because words are mere stardust
frail like the rising trail of my blue smoke
dissipating, spread thin in empty space
but the nouns, adjectives and verbs were there
fluent as i am in the language stillness and no sound
they spoke to you
in the semantics of my frozen eyes
in the shape of my quivering lips
that has almost fogotten the caricature
of birds in flight
even in the distance they were never absent
mirrored as they are in these very words
and even after you have turned this page.
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