Selective Deafness
No one tells you
What it’s like
No one warns you
That it hurts
No one tries
To prevent your pain
Your hunger
The reign
Of horror the illness
Brings to your body
No one warns you
About how it feels
To starve
Or maybe
Maybe they do
And you just don’t listen
Maybe they tried
Maybe they cared
But your selective deafness
Fared better than your conscience
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c.m. keir
I love slam poetry and spoken word, and writing has always been my best form of expression. I make jewelry, I love my cat, Apollo, and most of all I love poetry. Together we will make it through.
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