gardens

words
can’t make a notion
true
or less opaque
if–
of any worthwhile
depth
most thoughts
of consequence
are best
understood
in the unrehearsed honesty
of abstraction
best heard
in the echo-hollow
lingering
between us
most souls
are best
known
in the dark soil
of our silent gardens

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