Kit Kelen #626 - word in edgewise

626

word in edgewise

bee loud glade

and fire in head

in the everyday

hard to get a word in

all between the traffic run

it's the already said

the old familiar

here's Prolix the Tautology

white noise rafting in your head

here's all the queue – a journey's worth

birds follow like a trail of

not-to-follow crumbs

we're moonlit

shone in the stones

needy

you have to really mean it

just a word in your ear

sometimes made map

you say

outside again

shouting through machine roar

double glazing

but after, the left out's

what most comes to mind

as in you'd meant to say

all hum

and that's the city

it's like light rounding

all says home

it's automatic speech

you rise to what

becomes a challenge

you have to get away

track was first for that

and nose before paws fell to it

just to drum on the roof of hell

take careful steps

as if you might tread on someone

as into a question mark curled

come to a clearing in the forest

in words alone

I'm the rhythm come

you'll have to dream to here

you know it

we've all met before

and here

sigh for a silence sometimes

I can hear them listening

those smaller than I can see

no one interrupts