I almost spoke them
Two and three letters.
Would be all it takes
to break the chasm.
But these walls just won’t be broken,
banterous words left unspoken
everyday is a decision
to honour this fixed deletion.
I felt the presence
and I took a breathe
to let out, a sound
but nothing happened.
It’s like standing from a tall bridge
colours of the world mesh into one
I can’t tell a snake from a sparrow
it’s just something I used to know.
Charlie Ann Alford 