Stop . . . . . Stop, I said I feel I’m losing you tonight Stay still, she pled Chances are you’re right Upon a wall poured and dried It’s all inside this mural, flat as flat can be Watching, wanting, aching cries Countless silent soliloquies Keep all of your heartaches on the canvas Don’t leave them on the floor, cluttered Hang them in the western windows Let the sunset trick you each day It would be easier to quell the volcano or slow the tectonic slide, to silence the movement of waves than to balance against these drives I’ll see you soon, she lied Crushing the dried acorns underfoot I waved, and hurt, and didn’t cry Believing in belonging, in what the moon once put. . #poem #poet #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writing #poetsofig #writer #poetrycommunity #poems #wordporn #writersofig #words #spilledink #instapoet #poets #creativewriting #instapoem #writers #writerscommunity #instapoetry #writingcommunity #spokenword #poetryisnotdead #stop #mural #sunset #soliloquy