I keep silent to find my voice.
\nAlways,
\nthe same song,
\nthe same words intervene.
\nI feel the clicking of sameness.
\nI am held prisoner
\nin a vault of dread.
\nMy soul is full of furniture.
\nI want to sell it all,
\nmake way for the empty room
\nof pure beginning.<\/p>\n
But not you.
\nI will keep you
\ncentered in the room,
\nthe one exception.
\nAround you,
\nI will build another house,
\nanother theme.
\nAround you,
\non whose lips
\nI put every word,
\nI will sing new words,
\nand tell the shadows
\nto stand away.
\nYou are the end of silence,
\nmy heart\u2019s only hunger.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I keep silent to find my voice. Always, the same song, the same words intervene. I feel the clicking of sameness. I am held prisoner…<\/p>\n