October 7, 2014
To a You,
Today I hold captive this tongue
notoriously quick to split and spit venom
because today in the silence of this battered brain
I heard a most reasonable voice
urging me
with sounds so soft and humble
to be thankful.
Be thankful that you feel this Anger
it said
because this means you are saved.
Turn it inside out in your mind
instead of hurling it against your Lover
or your Mother
or your Children.
Hold this Anger up like a map
that shows you where to find yourself-
where you've been
where you never want to go again
where your boundaries are
and give thanks.
These words were a foreign language
to this dumb child
and the stretch of silence before I spoke
was an unfamiliar region
but I stayed there
until through a cell of broken teeth
I heard my tongue move in thanks.
Your Friend,
A
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