Pushing beyond boundaries…Copy Right ©Hannah Gosselin 7/4/12
It’s always the guttural grounds,
grounds, they’re mired and thick,
thick-lipped your tongue slips
slips spilling words you’ll regret.
Regret is tangible, heavy in the air
air that has been tried and bitten;
bitten with the bitter pill of honesty,
honesty that will gain common ground.
Ground that is not tainted with lies,
lies that’re secretly silted, poorly hidden;
hidden in plain sight on your falling face.
© Hannah Gosselin and Metaphors and Smiles, 2012