A lifetime spent in monotone
Compensating, unconsciously
Until a breath of sentience struck my soul
The vibrations of awakening
Opened channels of sentience
Redirecting pain and uncertainty
Now, every sound blasts
In unfiltered stereo
No longer living in
Ignorance of who I could
Unleash my power into becoming
Who had been hiding in plain sight
Mirroring my actions perfectly
Moving in my shadow
When the Muse called
Both halves were forced into the light
Left whole, trembling, and bewildered
No longer safely hiding
I am unleashed on the beat
Bursting at the seams with
Pent-up potential energy
Sound gripping my spine
Drawing circles in space
Like a child scribbling with a crayon
I frantically swirl
With the abandon of a rag doll toy
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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