rapunzel, a poem | expressions
She looked as if
she’d eaten both
the mouse and the cheese.
Rapunzel braids her hair
humming in low tones;
she dreams of a prince
lost in time.
She looked as if
she’d just remembered
that her best friend
had lied to her the night before.
The shimmer of a glowing cat
as it appears and disappears
against the black of midnight;
its eyes, each the color of sapphire.
She looked as if
she knew just
what you were thinking.
by matt at shadow of iris
Thank goodness our thoughts are not known. Honesty, transparency. They are two edged swords. I find it such an enormous struggle to decide what to say and what to withhold. I find it so exhausting that I prefer to be alone right now. I’d rather not speak at all. Sad, isn’t it?