she didnt say
               she didnt say was a play they had between them You wouldnt know if I didnt say so he said every time something crossed his mind so that shed know what he thought

he was distracted

he returned to the page he was reading  he wondered what she didnt say

to be precise she couldnt say he hadnt heard her voice since August

in August Time stepped in gooey thick mud and slowed

when they were apart Time fleddidnt stick around
                                                     if he could elicit a Yeah, sure, I’ll wait, but make it snappy, would ya? no sooner had would ya? slip out of Times mouth it seemed to be leaning in the opposite direction looking for mischief or hustle and to leave him high and dry trying to slip the noose of agreeing to wait trying weak explanations to back its way out of trouble

Time I didn’t do whatever you thought it was I did.

Time could be convincing
                           Im innocent itd protest  its innocence was not accepting fault

or Time tried to hang trouble on him

the cops wanted him to fess up

Time wanted him to take the fall

the cops wanted to close the book

he was no ones patsy

he wasnt a liar

cops could lean where did he see that before but he wasnt changing his storyflipping facts

no way  no how

he memorised faces badge numbers names

hed exact his pound of fleshkeep his finger off the scale

paybacks a bitch

he remembered their indiscretion and wrongs in his sleep

forgiveness wasnt his reality
                               it isnt reality at all

reality stretched like saltwater taffy

she didnt say he wished she could  she didnt say

she didnt bitch about others eating in front of her when she was taking food through a tube he tried not eating in front of her

she didnt bitch about others imbibing in front of her when she was taking water through a tube he tried not drinking in front of her

she didnt say Stop he kept waiting for her to shake her head No

her remedy was texting with her cellfone while her left hand still worked  her right had accompanied her voice

a clever app to her cell enabled her words to be formed into words spoken by a queer voice  a womans voice

it was a gift she gave them he felt by not having snippets of her voice from recordings then electronic estimates of what unspoken words would sound like in her voice
her voice then rendered into a sterile reality
which isnt reality either

her sterile voice haunting her
                                   haunting him  

he was grateful she didnt say

2307,  Thursday,  19  12. 19

1509,  Monday,  4  5. 20