unmattering indifference

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”
Martin Luther King Jr. (1929 - 1968)

when you hold me in your arms, and speak not of love
how can I believe in emotion, in tomorrow, in happy ends

when you hide your tenderness behind nervous laughter
how can I remember the princely man who conquered my reserve

when your kisses become so chaste that passion dies
how can I believe in to death do us part, its lifetime of truth

when your tears no longer flow, when there is sadness between us
how is it that my own eyes remain dry, slowly becoming insensitive

when my eyes are not what you seek whileyou speak
I slowly come to understand your hidden messages
and cringe in the whispering your silence no longer shares
letting myself drift into an unmattering indifference


unmattering indifference
[2007.28.8…b]

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