Silent Moving

I woke up this morning

swallowing keys to locks

I tied round my neck

in last night’s dream.

 

I tried to speak,

whisper words like secrets

I’m scared to let loose

for fear of seeing my weakness.

 

I’m not sure what language

I dreamt in last night,

who was it that taught me

to bark with no bite?

 

I woke up this morning

clutching pillow to ear,

in silence I screamed

I’m not ready to hear.

-Alex W. (first draft)

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