Letting in run without stopping

Today I want to let it go, the words, the sounds, the instances of youth, the myriad of happenings, and just be. So here it is.

Consequence of Silence

These words took years to arrive— Bhanu Kapil

Let your thoughts go and follow them as they pass by

the house on the corner on their way to the next bus stop.

Keep the words, throw off the enemy sounds, and weave

the instances of youth through your current life,

learning the reasons for mistakes, and possibly

learning along the way how to sleep, and how to listen,

and why the future is not what you want to see but what you want

to erase. Keep out the anger and the hate; bring forth the breathe of spring

the light of day

the edge of night-time observation. Just let the letters and the spaces

fill the page with streams of tears for those who cannot voice their own opinions.

Awake, awake, and scream so loud.

Awake, awake, and break out

of the mould, break out and walk and walk, never stopping, never stopping,

never ending. The cliff-face holds you back, but do you want to be held back from release

when it screams, and you understand

why you are here.

© Catherine Woods 2017