least said…

Curiosity is an irritation,
an itch in the back of the mind.
Oh, the temptation to scratch it…
to break the heavy silence
between light and flippant remarks,
to type but not delete this time.
Don’t ask questions
you don’t want the answer to.
Better to let the irritation fade to a tickle,
than scratch it and leave an open wound.


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6 responses to “least said…

  1. Sometimes I scratch, wound and love-hate the journey towards a beautiful scar

  2. A cost / benefit assessment sometimes helps. Problem is you don’t know what you don’t know until you find out for better or worse.

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