Elis

Elis
In three bars
I know everything
Anger, pain,
disbelief,
an open wail;
embarrassed;
a vulnerability,
an exposure more
taboo than an open wound;
then matter of fact,
reflective,
then laughing
at the joke on you,
again,
then desolation,
the barest echo
barely breathed,
A seething
confession,
then a concession
to hope,
barely believed

c. 2001, 2008 Evan Gilling

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