there's something else...

something I forgot to tell you…

something I realized the other day…

something I noticed

when nobody else was looking…

there were some words I heard

besides the bird, though everybody

knows, the bird is the word…

it’s hard to remember what you’ve

forbidden yourself…hard to forget

you don’t want to remember…

there was another one walking 

with them, a third man…when I 

brought it up later they said there 

was no third man…

noir…ombre…diamonds far away

in the dark…silence…

as if nobody,

even you,

knows you’re there.