Today's poem:

Saying It
- One of mine, from way back

You can say it with flowers,

say it with music.

You can dance it,

mime it,

swing it from a chandelier with a feather duster up your arse, whistling ‘Dixie’.

You can pout it,

spit it

and whisper it.

You can deliver it with a look,

suggest it as a possibility

but you can’t, plainly,

say it.

January, 1992

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