Neskazannye slova

They show through in motion.
We can keep silent, trying to endure humiliation.
But the words were already created in us
and remained unspoken
as if hoping for another chance.
And the silver of our words is covered with a silent glaze of gold.
Shackled words, like monuments, build their cities, naming them: Disagreement, Indignation, Pity, Love, Truth, Emotions or Doubts.
To get rid of them
we say them alone
resting on the pillow with tears,
or giving all meanings to the wind,
that the words had
never said to those
Who are they for...

Canvas. Oil. 70x100
May 2023