I silence myself with more words
Than I can carry
A stranger’s voice I once knew
To be my own
Working tirelessly to sew my lungs
And thread my ribs with regret
Laying bricks on my back like a
Home I’ll never see.
I stammer with each breath I miss
Like seconds tangled in passageways
Unkempt
Unclean, unabashed, unabated…
Unwanted
Words flourish like dandelion seeds
And all the world’s a darkened grove
A vineyard stripped of purple, blue,
And green.
Moonlit Poetry 