Whisper the Cattails
I have been educated on my opinions –It is best to keep them inside.I am a vessel for another’s voice.My voice is mute.Full to the brim with my feelingsI have to scream them into a hole in the earthLike Midas did his horrible truths.And from that vocal earthCruel cattails will one day sprout.They will whisper truths on the windThe indignation I could not breathe aloudThe neutrality I shrugged off…
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