samedi, avril 28, 2012

Silence and consent

Would, could must
She doesn't  know to ask
Even a what
Beyond ability
Somewhere in those cloudy depths
Lips cannot form answer
Without question
Somewhere on this
Dusty dry road
She became
This woman
She pleases you
Her gaze steady
Eyes polite
Enigmatic only to those who wish to see below
She questions. Does not volunteer.
Can she blame
The succession of men across the table
Mistaking her silence
For consent?

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