LANGUAGE

This language that we speak,
it’s not enough
for what needs saying.
I reach wildly for words
that can’t be found, only their meaning
so clear that I would bleed,
cut my hands
tearing away stones
to find the hidden store, the language
that will shatter this brittle wall,
allowing us to speak,
to hear. The language
that will call you from the edge.

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