unspoken by Teri H Hoover
The words she said were lost
filtered into white
Her heart contracted just once more,
the passage was no longer barred.
Her mouth, a wordless cavern, exhaled her heart aloft.
The water jump, of her belonging
shattered into edgeless shards.
A gentle return to the defining floor.
A glittering, littering pile of
unchosen yet unfettered
Collected, and winnowed,
garbled and anointed,
defined and discarded,
The amateur cognoscente of words.
Breathing into focus,
an image emerges.