Mute

Posted: July 4, 2019 in Uncategorized

I envy the dead a little
they need give no explanations.
This incessant necessity to vindicate myself

to wipe away your puzzled frown
erase the mildly alarmed face of my inquisitor
avid curiosity beneath your placid gaze

such dreadful calm demeanor.
You would have me rip open my chest to reveal my heart
tear off the top of my head to “share” my thoughts.

I would have given them to you freely
but I was unable to express myself i was lame
incoherent inarticulate all too self-aware.

My heart on the other hand I would not give
nor allow you like an Aztec priest to rip it from my chest
bloody and still beating.

If I am melodramatic it is because I have seen you in action
I know how far you will go pursuing your truth.
Facing my judges I am struck mute

before the mob I can only collapse
allow myself to be trampled though I’m no martyr
just another dumb ass who couldn’t explain himself.

Comments
  1. Theron J Williams says:

    Very good

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