poetry

Empty For Words

I was too empty for words.
The truth is,
the sword I kept in my tongue
to deflect
only the sentences that betray me,
beheaded,
even my carefully scripted texts
at the turnstiles of my throat.
So I am taking this rain
you have left for me
to redeem
at least my empty eyes.

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