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Say It Before It Softens

Let me spit venom
without having to sip it first.
Let me call out the names
of ghosts that live inside living people;

Let me say the sky is a cage,
and God forgot the key;
or worse, He watches.
Let me be a storm
and not apologize for the flood.
Let me confess
that I dream of burning bridges.
I want to unlearn obedience,
Bleed out my story
and not be told
to make it poetic.

There must be no witness,
be no act,
only the unbearable
precision of delay;
as if the universe,
in perfect clarity,
decided to continue
without consequence.

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