Let it leave your lips
escape aloud
rise up, push through
throat, teeth, tongue
pause at the ends
of words
make two meanings
new
when broken
apart.
Hold
the syllables
units of sound
mind the gap
golden
silence says.
But
we must first uproar,
cry and laugh
and ring out
every twisted word
until they are bone dry.
Only when it is spoken
can we cherish
the still.
.
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