Small syllables,
like drops

that fall unbidden
unannounced
in conversation.

Important? Who can say?

Who marks their passage
or notes the worth

of a  single word,
or phrase,

that one spoken statement
of praise,
or  acknowledgement
of fact,

that would  turn one’s steps
towards
a brighter way.

Unsaid;

That hollow space
fills with regrets,
with empty threats.

Unspoken still.
A promise unfulfilled
 

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