Again
I watch myself shift my eyes from side to side And feel words come to my lips Meaningful words Poetry And I look up to speak But hold them down Because last time they came They came and came and flooded Flooded until I choked as they came out, My eyes wide with fear, Clinging to a voice at the end of the phone In a screaming void of reality And then the words left with a sob Mired in a reality of embarrassment I shook my head to clear the fog But how could I speak when I had no thoughts? I tried to remember the sound of my own laugh, Waiting for the hour hand to lift me up. I look up to speak. Will you hold me down?