Devonne Brown

Eyes slashed around the dim room.
candles flickered,
curtains breathed in and out,
long drawn out breaths, space, the air between words
when the words are locked in boxes.
And the keys are around the dragon’s neck.
Impossible, improbable, unlikely to get a straight story
Not easy, not willing-
Probably under duress
Will the real tale ever come out?
let loose a long sigh.
That means everything and nothing.
A sigh takes the place of the words
that could have been said, probably should have, but wasn’t
a long audible breath of sadness.
felt in the soul and slips out past the heart
a moment of regret
That wasn’t meant to be shared.
A whisper, a sigh, a remembrance too heavy to be spoken out loud
But it was, and somebody heard it.