pillow talk…

she will not
speak
to you
though
you stare
into
her eyes
and
she
into yours
you can
even
whisper words
of
love and passion
but
she will not
speak
to you
your confessions
of
indiscretions
are met
with the same
pair
of
tearless eyes
and
she
shows
no
surprise
even
when you admit
that
you foolishly
release her
she
will not
speak
to you
and
as night
removes
the light
from
her still image
you recall
that
she cannot
speak
to you
for
little is said
from
the grave

 

regardless of what they say…

lost another friend
today
most will say
he lived
a good life
and
was fortunate
to
have found
such
a wonderful
wife
they’ll
talk about
how he
didn’t
have to worry
about
paying his bills
his
coffers
were filled
they’ll
list
his civic
contributions
and
how
he was admired
and
how
he
inspired
so many
they’ll say
it was a blessing
he
didn’t have
to
suffer
one thing’s
for sure
he
didn’t
die
an old duffer
then
they’ll
list
the survivors
family
children
grandchildren
and
such
but
i
lost
another friend
today