I*ve had a few of these moments recently. The moments when I hear what I*m saying and realize the truth in it. I also realize that I need to hear it, whatever it is, more than the other person. Once it*s out there, it will most often not allow itself to be put down for a nap, either.
Sometimes I hear the Truth
Come out of my mouth.
Often I did not it know it was alive there
Inside my head
Inside my heart.
I realize those words that land
Between us
Are for me as much
As for you.
Maybe more for me.
Truth sits, stands,
Sometimes shivers there:
Naked Unclothed Truth.
Before I get a blanket around it,
Put it to bed
Out of sight,
It streaks out of the room.
It screams like a banshee.
It simply will not be contained
Again.
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