Silently Drowning
if I lose my words,
realize the frailty of me;
will you stand right there?
~
when I lose my words,
accepting this fragile mold,
with boldness and fears;
~
can I look to you?
collapsing in protective
arms, still holding me;
~
after I have lost
all of my words; then, will you
hear my eyes speak tales?
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And! as I quiet,
my soul’s chaos, stirring through
maddening silence –
~
my retinas pull
into spherical cloaked paths,
are you still with me?
~
I drown my eyes up –
to the light I hope; is you
dig my strings, hear me?
~
my drowning words sink
But! my eyes spread pages, and
they chatter volumes
~
(quietly then, gone
under the grasp of fearsome
thoughts, you will let go)
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