Nothing

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In that moment
Of half sighs
I felt nothing
But a hand seizing
My pale throat
Shaking me
Shaking me
But I could not say anything
Nothing at all.
Empty spaces on my lips
Sit where words should have been
I lick and bite them
Again and again
My entire being in knots
I straighten shaking fingers
On the smooth brown desk;
Stable solid existence
In my world of winds and change
Constant change.
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~insight07
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