Friday, January 11, 2013




I will Shout until I will be heard
I will share it all
Even if you have chosen to close it, to roll it up and push it to the corner of the closet

You must hate me for this
For making you look at everything that you have tucked away so neatly underneath the boards of this floor

This very floor that we all stand on together
this very body that we all inhabit together

Oh, how you ignore me
How your silence speaks
of everything that you have crushed and shoved into glass bottles
They sink those bottles, don't they

They sink

Until I come along and sing them into being
Until I come along and speak them into existence
Until I come along and watch how you ignore me

I cannot pretend that I do not feel hurt
I do

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