by Stasia Todd
kind angels speak to me
they will get blissfully ignored
this forced reflection from my life’s tension
this distraction is a choice
I won’t let my thoughts bind me
compress and confine me
?for these cheeks know no teeth
I acknowledge I should spit out the truth
that I know nothing and sometimes that scares me
so guide me
send me redundant messages
I won’t deny my absentmindedness
I’ll turn ignorance to acceptation
I’ll examine the honesty in my hand
and implement it
solicit this voice to do more than speak
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am trying to find myself, through writing.
