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Invisible Ink
Tears respond to the down pull
of gravity. Paint the frames of your eyes
with invisible ink. Oh what love? What
promises? What hurtful lies? What
words can you offer when your actions speak
to me? Father father drop the attitude,
drop your harmful pride, drop your hurtful
hands and your untold lies.
I am painted. I am the hair that plaster across
both cheek, the wet eye lashes, legs that cannot stand
still. I carry broken nails, a bruised back, an incomplete
smile that waits for another tomorrow.
Father father I am a shattered mind
that sees no light.
Come to me with tender respect, and show
me how to use it. Dare I ask for tender
love? Not today.
For my eyes are already painted
with a stream of invisible ink.
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