the world is tight-lipped.
when it is silent, it becomes especially apparent that it is holding out.
it has a secret to share but wont give it up.
unless you get in good & chummy with it.
like a trusted confidant willing to listen.
otherwise it will just do you in.
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cupcake sprinkles
she grabbed a fistful of them
held them above her face, barely contained,
then let them fall like colorful rain onto her tongue
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deep wisdom
on the off chance that you drown
remember the song tiny bubbles
Slip silently, by yourself, away 