unforgivable

nothing quite warps time
like burying a child

but after so many years
how could he not know
what would kill me?

that strange housefellow
that quiet beast
that suffocating ghost

of silence

among all the unkind words that could be spoken
how could he pick the hangnail of all languages
that can never be forgiven

and what makes it unforgivable
is that he doesn’t even hear it
he doesn’t even see it

it is as unknown to him
as i am