If I were to say
So many things I would have liked to say.
A smile
A look
A lift of the eyebrow
If I were to say
Explain
A sunrise
A sunset
Pain
Joy grief
Wounding
Bleeding
Cake icing
Curling
Full stop
Comma sometimes
Space
Reaching unrecorded
Dumb
Shard splintered time
Held
Falling
No tinkle or crash
Dead child
Coffin chortled
Unrisen
Unloved
Love reversing away
Hope for another day
From sterile sheets
Polite trackless desert
Of not having been
The darkness still holds the stars
Quiet
