Talking

I swallow seeds
made of the pauses you take.
I'd ask you not to laugh
or if you'd take it back.

I speak out things
that concern the family.
I ask you what you think
you say you know what I mean.

i speak out trees
that you can climb a feel the breeze.
I wonder what that means.

I talk too much.
I don't know when to stop.
I'd pass up heaven if I got
the chance.

i could never know enough,
I think that's all I need to know.