RIC S. BASTASA
Our Secret Can Kill Us. - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
i know that you know
and i know that you know that i know
but we agreed on one thing after that night and following morning
no one's talking
we keep the dignity of silence,
the sorrow of more silence,
the sweetness of
what's the use of telling you about what you know that i know?
will it serve the purpose of telling us
that there is something wrong
and that it should be stopped
or at least mentioned and
discussed and then corrected?
you know what happens next.
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