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agitated diction

by J. P. Davies

some silences are filled,
too soon with agitated diction


Stop talking when you
Have nothing to say
Under the tension lies
Tangled contact lines.

Unique devices which
Precipitate vulnerability

some spaces between words
that are relinquished,
are the moments of sadness,
where I'm trying to say,
everything at once.

and languishing
here in your vocals

03/29/2004

Posted on 03/30/2004
Copyright © 2022 J. P. Davies

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 03/30/04 at 05:34 PM

This is a wonderful piece J.P. We become more vulnerable projecting what we are trying to hide apart from being carried away by thoughts rather than thinking. It thinks us rather than we thinking. The INTENDED SELF is lost in the process.

Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 03/31/04 at 06:42 PM

ahh, tangled elocution...whatever happened to the pregnant pause.....some spaces between words that are relinquished, are the moments of sadness, where I'm trying to say, everything at once... someone close to me is like this too, too busy filling the empty space to give me a moment to breather or express myself, to really listen. it makes me wonder what terrible thing would happen to them if they allowed the quiet?

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/04/04 at 12:33 AM

Magnificent...simply beautiful. Wish I had written this...glad you did!

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