Don’t Say Nothing by Gwil James Thomas

Don’t Say Nothing

Fuck that shit –
let us hold onto
this moment
with all its ripe,
rapacious
and
pretentious
sentiments.

Don’t say nothing
and take my hand,
as night swallows day
across these rolling hills.

Let me hold you and
do my stupid dance
one last time.

It’s “complicated”
and I’m not in denial –
I know that our paths
can’t cross again.

I know too,
that tomorrow
you’ll be a thousand miles away
and I’ll be right here.

Let us savour this,
because in the end –
this moment
and one another
is all we’ve
ever truly
got.

Gwil James Thomas lives in the historically infamous city of Bristol, England. His debut poetry collection Gwil Vs Machine is available from paperandink. His prose was recently featured in the Hand Job Zine anthology. hi-vispress.com. He was also once a member of the short lived Spanish/British band Irreparables. He is currently trimming the fat on his second novel and putting together his second short story collection.

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