I laugh and cry all mixed together,
\nwhich is why I can never tell a person
\nhow I feel or explain catastrophe.
\nI say to the silent one,
\nput your spirit in me,
\nbut I do not say it out loud,
\nso nothing happens,
\nbut silence.<\/p>\n
And for all my talking,
\nthat is what I do,
\nkeep my silence.
\nExcept on a very rare night
\nI see eyes that tell me everything,
\nand then
\ntheir lids close,
\nand I am alone,
\nand there is nothing left to do
\nbut find my dying.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I laugh and cry all mixed together, which is why I can never tell a person how I feel or explain catastrophe. I say to…<\/p>\n