poem~ Rush Hour Confession

Rush Hour Confession

One day it
will be
too late
words
will spill out
onto the
pavement
and
there will be no
traffic to
cover the letters
One day
i love you
will jump from
hiding in 
the mountains
self-indulgent
suicide
shouting out years
of subdued silence
now vibrant alive
naked truth.

Nikki Lockhart

HEARTROAD

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