Thursday, February 4, 2016


I don’t ask and you don’t tell
It’s a game we play too well
Who can spell those thoughts unseen?
Silence juxtaposed between
Have and holding’s hungry eyes
…sometimes silence speaks no lies

Tell me darling, tell me true
Is it me or is it you?
Ah, yes what use is this fuss?
Truth is, it is both of us
Where the silence of our eyes
Cuts the whole world down to size

© Janet Martin

For three days we talked
About everything except
What we really wanted to say

(Anna Karenina)

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