There’s no smoking anywhere

And the mutual words that will never spoken of even under breath
bitten tongues held for the infinite
sisyphus rolling the hidden language
the thoughts
up the unheard hill past the unspeakable
what is only seen in locked eye moments that fade to the downhill roll
crushed to lustful dust blown a heavy southern airstream to the land of where aching hearts close doors to the smiles and stares
the if’s and what’s
the love unamed but known by so many
thrown to abyss for it can only exist in gravity and vacuum 
every prism of a feeling
refracting loudly inside the pure unknown


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