Content warning: mild references to homophobia, family struggle, and low self-esteem
screaming without my given Mouth
of the caged gray matter
suppression of self and suppression of sound
eye without storm within:
repeatedly prodding at one’s own cornea in hopes for a better perspective.
fear of speaking
fear of expression
hammered in by culture
locking an inner pandora’s box
hatred of personal freedom of speech.
clamped by the arm by friendly hands and pushed
locks freed, shackles released
bent bars from pushing branching influence
peers to acquaintances to friends
intellectual comradery and emotional propellers
branching warm arms to curl against my lungs and squeeze
not to choke but to push out air
vibrate chords to form sonic flight
to clench hands with
a stranger by time, but family by idea
and stand in front of judges and fellow spokespeople
to use the given Mouth
family and friends
relations which are parallel lines
connecting lines that were never there
uncover marks on the psyche
and share broken bonds as wisdom
shape black tar of the mind into something beautiful and crushing
into quantifying and containing and causing
Relation
mysticism to defog misunderstanding but clarity to those who experience
a gift
confess a “forbidden” love
of duality, singularity, similarity, and
queerness disagreed upon by the nonqueer
yelling out disgust of disgusted judgment and accepting of all matter
thoughts from a community so much more than those misrepresenting
lens of stress, lens of woe, lens of life
to write and speak through seeing glass
portal to see out
and for those without to see what is within
vulnerability as courage
skin not thick but soft with understanding
through conveying the self and shaping words to become siphoning ideas
and tapping into the individual to weave self-expression
healed
my forever thank you
for teaching me
to use my given Mouth.
