notes on the silence
who among us will denounce the silence
call us all to see it for what it is
break it in order to admit hot-doggedly
what is obvious to all who ask
what minister of true will do us a fervor
& preach to us—no bullshit—us children asleep
will the prophet patiently hold his breath
or hers no longer
& dance real words
under glitter-balls twisting
@ the club valdosta
oh we know the harrowing must be done
the words are eager to be eaten
for to replace old silent habits
the first among them being
your bitter suckling of fear
as if it were your lover’s thumb
the locus where you only imagine
a consoling deliverance to valdosta
you say you want to
stand on a box & cry
for help if nothing else
me, I say lots of good that will do
the true is coming anyway
so you better know now
how the silence must be broken
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studio arago 