Simon Perchik-V
This carpet dropped at your feet
welcomes you though every path
is due a clear reason trailing along
–speak up! spread out, walk
the way great oceans break into foam
just to count while every one here
is devoured trying to go on
as an endless shoreline –we know why
with our fingers reaching up
you turn your head –louder! talk
as if these leaves will never dry
are waiting for you to make a sound
that’s not another number
added to ours –for you silence is enough
but we too have a mouth –tell us how
draw out a breath that will have a place
as if nothing happened –every death
is named for you, isn’t this enough.
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