From the Untitled Vault

Sumdays I don’t want it.
Today’s replays and
Unintended fouls.
His inquiries or his
Unsolicited version
Of my verdict.
I don’t want it.
So he tightens the lid.
We are mutually mute.
Understandably filled.
And he is okay with
Silently giving it to me.
I want it.

brownsugatou
(c) 2013

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