.
From the back seat
navigating again,
do I tell them it's
the other way?
.
You think it and stay
mute waiting for answers
to surface. They do not.
Instead, you ask, "Why
did I not dare?"
.
That pause at the critical
moment loses traction,
position, the edge of
catharsis, the avoidance
of tumbling into cataclysm.
.
Say something. Take the
risk. Some ear may turn.
Some voice agree.
.
~S~
.