Listening to Speak

Your tongue sits poised

Against your teeth

Hungry for

Your chance to speak

 

And what they share

Is whisked aside

To be devoured

By your pride

 

Their only voice

Is stolen thusly

With your reply

Made loudly, brusquely

 

Their unclad soul

Eviscerated

By the careless words

You’ve just conflated

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