foyer

When you can no longer understand
the words coming out of your soul
the words coming out
of your mouth
begin to fall
like black marbles, far away from
the pedestal, playing uneven notes
on the piano tiled floor
and you wait,
for a yell down the stairs or
footsteps around the hall
and instead, the red door opens
and you stand,
struck mute
like the pendulum that shook
his head every time you fall.

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