MY SILENCE IS MY PROTEST

My silence is my protest
My speech is dryness
My voice no have sound
The my prefer fade out is interesting
The my revolt me badger
The cry me soften up.
The my walk is slow for that nobody me
[overrule
The my slowness give trouble to
Squeeze myself the footstep and quicken
The rush myself give trouble to
Truss me in ropes
Impassion myself at they
Then at me catch.
My ropes now are disguised code
Discover in the code the loved ropes
And in occult involve myself at code-ropes my
To the find my to find execut the code
And hang the mask and perceive the ropes
[ that lash men
And the my cry is silent
The my cry not ring out.
And the tear not take down to the ground
Which child get down the shame of the tear
Any me bring flowers
Other a of plastic petal
Now my voice is little
The my ligth is opaque
The my laugh is cry
The my poetry is flag
And my silence is protest.


04-11-2004