Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Where do all those words and thoughts
go when you lose them?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go that you had ready to speak, write, sing, and what not?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go that you wanted to express so badly you could taste it?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go that you finally pulled out of your heart and not your mind?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go that you worked and yearned for so bad you thought you smelled your brain cooking?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go that you worked for?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go that you waited for an audience to hear?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go after you finally built up the nerve to say them?
Where do all those words and thoughts
go when they were just on the tip of your tongue?