Dive into a world of creativity!
A mastered voice is not unlike
A well tuned, polished instrument
That can captivate the mind
As well as the world
And yet,
My mouth falls open
And out tumbles a nasally
Screech that I feel I should
Apologize for, should I?
Words trip and stutter their way
Through tense teeth
Out into the world
To be heard, judged
And stranded forever
In the cold air
Keeping you waiting as I gag
On my own thought
Steam billows from hot ears
As I regain my verbal footing
And tentatively try again,
Cheeks burning alive
My trepid tongue
My own worst enemy.
- anna magee (March 12th, 2021)
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