THE STITCHES

People are fascinating.  I love listening to them and figuring out what makes them work.  Tell me your history, your dreams, your greatest fears.  I like to learn how we are the same and how we are different.

As much as I like to listen I also like to talk.  However, talking is hard for me.  Being the person someone is listening to is scary.  I can write poetry all day and all night but it’s not the same as talking to someone who is paying attention in real time. What if I misspeak? What if I say something stupid?  What if the thing I say changes how they think about me so drastically that they walk away?

How do you do it?  Open up to someone and speak knowing you can’t edit what you are saying?

Sometimes I think it would be better if my mouth healed shut.

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It’s better this way, she whispers
The stitches, they itch
It’s for the best, she promises
My tongue grows fat, blisters
My lips unmovable, twitch
No more power or dominance
You’ll find a home here, she assures
The desolation, it’s disquieting
You’ll adjust my dear, positive
My new darkness fills with fears
As my thoughts begin rioting
Forming a mob, desperately forlorn
My mouth slowly disappears
As my memories rage within
A frustrating amount of resolve
To destroy the home I gave them
Until they are worn out, exhausted
All their negative emotions spent
No more words to utter, liberated
Finally,
By the sound of my own silence

 

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10 thoughts on “THE STITCHES

  1. Yep, there’s no “delete” button on the spoken word. There are the infinite rehearsals and rewrites of imagined conversations that mostly will never happen, filling up the mental space where silence should reign.

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