Black Silk

internet search:

“where to send your anger

if you have any?”

 

throw it away into

the monster part of

your mind?

 

or speak,

speak until you will not

heave corrupted words,

only the words leaking with

untouched truth.

 

they’ll all come folding in

abundant and too clear.

and you’ll cut your hands on it

like a knife.

but it’s really silk.