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Saying Nothing: sonnet

So many ways to share our thoughts, and yet,
we choose instead to merely nod and wink
to better justify and then forget
those fleeting moments where we stop to think.

It’s not a conversation that we seek,
nor dialogue that motivates our daily posts.
We tend to lead with pictures, and not speak,
lest we reveal our monsters as mere ghosts.

We give ourselves so little time and space
to build ideas into flesh and blood.
Preoccupied with scandal and disgrace,
we lose our focus wallowing in mud.

And what is that we really want to say?
The world is wrong if it’s not done my way.

14 Aug 2025

© 2025, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.

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