At a Loss for Words
I find myself choking
unable to breathe
and I'm holding it back
and beginning to seethe
There's a lump in my throat
made of words I can't say
and I swallow so hard
but that lump stays in my way
I clench my fists tight
then stretch my fingers so straight
And I'm grasping for words
but I can't bear their weight
thoughts drifting by me
on spider silk strands
might be what I'm feeling
but they slip through my hands
They say space is a vacuum
and in it no sound
It's a deafening silence
but I'm still here on the ground
I wish I could speak
I want to be heard
but I don't know what to say
when I can't speak a word
December 6, 2007
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