Eighty-five: Coming in Silence

Silence does not become me.
I soak up voices and songs
and draw them in my dreams.
I paint my nails with words.
I make poetry out of smiles,
play teeth like piano keys.

Silence does not become me
and it doesn’t make me come to you.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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