Monday, December 27, 2010

Between Holidays


I chose 
to believe you.

Held my tongue
as I buttered my bread.

My heart beat harder, faster

while I nodded, tried to think

of something, anything safe to say.

When you spoke, your eyes
over the Christmas tablecloth,

smiled at our good dogs,

studied the Fraser Fir in the corner,

bright with faerie lights.

When you looked at me
your mask was in place.

I chose a peaceful meal-
never mind the cost.
I’ve hoarded better moments,
and stockpiled trust.
Maybe in the spring, I’ll ask again.

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