words of stone

if i betray anything
it is the bruising
if i am crude in my flight
i’ll be desperate for a life line (home)

if i left you notes on the table
they were never violent
you could ask me what i meant
or tell me you can’t hear / heal me (now)

we who judge must have the grace
to see through truth face to face
walk a mile in shoes of bone
before we throw words of stone
words of stone words of stone

some things need to be said
expressed in trust to friends
i would know better now
some things are better left.

we who judge must have the grace
to see through truth face to face
walk a mile in shoes of bone
before we ever throw
words of stone words of stone

if i betray anything
it is the bruising
if i am crude in my flight
i’ll be desperate for a life line (home)

© sylvi & see through publishing spring 1996 (socan)

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