You don’t have to say it
It’s like pins and needles on the back of my neck
It’s like the sound of thunder without lightning
But without lightning there is no thunder
Your eyes are everywhere over me except my face, you cannot
look me in the face when you’re not saying it
You don’t say it but my ears hear it and on this Monday I
will change
I’ll twist myself around, so far that the image will break and you
can follow the trail of shards
Still you don’t say it
And I give a voiceless promise that I will change
This Monday, Tuesday... Next week or next minute
The sky is a pinpricked sphere and I cannot make the
difference between shooting stars and their reflections on the windows of buildings
I greet them all with a wish
You don’t say it
But I think I can hear the thunder
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