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perhaps if i were quieter -
perhaps if my words were softer,
perhaps if they knew how to shrink,
how to become impressions of themselves,
how to fold themselves three times over,
how to be free of the weight i give them.
perhaps if i were quieter -
perhaps if i kept my mouth shut,
perhaps if my tongue became a flower,
left behind its status of pocket knife,
left behind all of the fight it holds,
left behind most of what it was.
perhaps if i were quieter -
perhaps if i punctuated before beginning,
perhaps if my sentences were not so punctured
by the knives of my lungs, always searching,
by the knives of my silence, always ending,
by the knives of my mind, always working.
perhaps if i were quieter,
they would love me something fierce,
they would love me just like they love
their china dolls, before they break,
their favorite song, before it ends,
their backyard, before the spring.
perhaps if i were quieter,
i would prefer being awake.
a.e.l, sleep-talking
(via lycanthropik)
