FILTER

We pour ourselves like coffee

filtered through those we love

and out again

and the more porous we become

the further the chambers open

to let through every soul we meet

I became rich for every time someone advised me not to speak

and in the silence that ensued

observed,

with the precision of a fly that lands on spilt milk

the moment when you said

that you would drink it

before time filled your bones with holes

before your lips reached the rim

I observe,

slowly from the corner

the way I catch my breath as it comes out

to manipulate the raw matter before me

the way I catch my thoughts

before they rule me

the way I stop myself

before hurting with words

I mould to every-thing around me

and then back again

swimming backwards in the pool

of time spilt

that you neither drank and I ignored

and it remains this way

the way we keep on filtering through

like coffee

but this time upwards

through those we love

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