Shut Up & Write

May 19, 2016

 

Words

stick in my throat,

so narrow,

fallow

lying lined in my gullet

unsaid

and

unsound

unfound on any page

known to both

you and I.

 

Words

stick in my throat,

as I hear myself

silent

scream

(paradox):

Shut Up & Write!

 

 

Be light

in

this block;

this can’t

get

past

my own damn self

with

words

stuck in my throat,

piled high

like

some pie in the sky

waiting

4

pigs to fly--

turn

these insurmountable

words

into

inscriptions of this life

unlived

as I sit here,

blank verse,

in

some kind of

Shut Up & Write.

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