JL Nash

W O R D S I D E A S J L N A S H

EACH TIME YOU SPIT

Such outward sorrow as clads your smile Betrays the secret you hold. Far too long from haunting, It acts with substance and you, Racked with self-stains Have left it too late to lighten.

And each time you spit, you will see it.

The weight upon the back of your neck Leaves you hunched over words A thickening pad between your shoulders Deforms your expectations for living. It is in death you seek forgiveness But you fail as it has rendered you Helpless. Intention vomits over All your thoughts and actions

And each time you spit, you will see it.

Such inward regret as darkens your heart Remains testament to you abject Cowardice every day you Refuse to clear your thought. If you believe it is really too late For laundry, for water, it is

And each time you spit, you will see it.

JL Nash: Poet, Author, Columnist and Ghost Writer. Everything and anything from Haiku to Essays and all in-between. My newest books are: Paper Dolls, an art/short story collaboration with the artist Gianluca Bernardini and a Chap book entitled Memoir. Website: www.janenash.com Instagram: @amjlnash