Some Last Things by Sam Rasnake

So many words to say now he'll never say though

he feels their weight in silence, though he needs

their meanings, he knows he won't find them,



still they bite at his tongue – what he once questioned

he knows for fact, what he once believed, he's long since

forgotten or dreamed away – if you whisper your truths,



they'll disappear, he'd say, so he never whispers them –

and when he