Shame is Trying to be Quiet

Shame is trying to be quiet,
at night, while the house’s inhabitants sleep

Softly, Shame steps from toes to toes
pausing as each floorboard creaks

Musn’t alert, musn’t alarm
Shame means no harm,
and would surely endure your hurt–

just, please don’t flip the switch
which ignites the light
showing Shame
with no shirt

Shame shouldn’t have come,
will just be a moment, is sorry to be in the way

If shame could only,
then shame would certainly,
can’t you please just tell Shame what to say?

Published by pedalpoet

Poet and artist living in Seattle, WA

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