silence

no courage can be compared
to the one who in hand sews
needle and thread through
the sinew and cartilage
of the mouth, the heart.

the silence you see as
an offense, is your offense
your frustration, your
inability to lose control
to not know. there is much
that you do not know.

swallow, before you choke
and surrender,
in the end,
there is only silence.

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