[All Unsaid] a poem

Wounds are not supposed to be this deep without killing,

nor should words be used knowing 

when you used effective,  they are razor-edged pills spiking our morning coffee,

there is so much unsaid,

so much to be said,

to say it,

could wake us up

from this dream we've been 

squatting within 

Dontrell Lovet't 

from,  [Blotted Etches ]