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My voice breaks
loudly
mind fills with silence
and I reach for stillness
Quietly
Remind myself what it feels like to be whole a pure and good
Like a forest to hide in
Lose language
Always, I lose language
this raw gaping mouth
These edges
When was the last time I spoke
Clearly
Put my mind in my mouth for giving
Always giving
My voice breaks
Stutters
This impediment- disembodied
My silence
My silence
wraps around my being-- tied too tight
"I am a revolutionary poet. I love"
But these words never leave me
Find solice in my silence
Even my hands are unintelligable
And have you ever known silence in chaos
This inaudible screaming
I am inaudible screaming
My mind
Screaming
And no one hears
sees
knows
my poetry
My empty
I keep too close to me
Under my skin
In my gut
Where light can't reach it.
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