let us stand in this garden
come
avoid eye contact
where the air is thick
with sentiments unspoken,
rife with remnants of an open wound just re-opened,
oozing, seething with pus,
frustration
from what felt like a knife in your back
that left a deep welt
not unlike a belt
lashed
suddenly at your cheek,
or a thoughtless insult
thrown in your face
like some kind of sick stunt!
the big white elephant
is in the room now
that big white elephant
we choose not to see,
yet tread cautiously!
partly out of surprise at how suddenly it got here,
partly out of hesitation to wake it,
lest it lash out and thrash around!
god forbid it make itself known!
let my words burn this page
lest they reach out and scald you!
i’m hangin’ by a thread yet
i seek not to burn you nor burden you
with white elephant sized pain
forgive me
please?
for hurting you
i was hurting too
© Aug 2009
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