A silence that deafens
A dog barks, and I listen.
Anything but the silence
That quietly makes demands.
Unadulterated, pure desperation
Stifled sounds, tied tongue.
Feelings unbridled, uncouth
Are like vomit in the mouth.
The animal fights for liberty
Rattles the cage in its fury,
Emotions fight to be heard
And scar my bounding heart.
The compulsion to act is vile
For all actions are futile,
Compassion, support, sympathy
Are words without meaning,
Empty vessels make more noise
But the device must now be the vice:
In words, I must find my elusive cure,
For then, I have spoken, and my burden is yours.
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