Untie our tongue
There’s a disease in our midst A presence – like a sulking ghost Stuck between this world and that
A gangrene A cancer A curse An anger so huge no matter how hard we’ve tried to repress it subdue it deny it it doesn’t go away
Like an elephant in the room shifting its weight from one foot to the other it screams for our attention
When was this vow of silence taken When did we all swear to secrecy How was I compelled into it
Why can’t we untie our tongues and say everything that’s bottled up in our chest that scares us that hurts us
Why can’t we stretch our hands and touch each other instead of moving in circles only touching places others have been, have touched
Why do we look out the window instead of staring down our reflection in the mirror until the façade crumbles
Why do we pretend we don’t care we don’t fear we are fine when our insides are mangled up in pain
