i'm in love with the lisp
i am a part of the lie (i tell myself)
my words begin to revolt
at the end of my tongue
this is my impediment
i'm in love with the awkward
i’ m more alive within the shy
my words betray me
and crumble from my lips
this is my impediment
i'm in love with the disparity
i'm adrift in old despair
my words fracture
as they leave my mouth
this is my impediment
i'm in love with the dysphonia
this stop start articulation
my words fall apart
and spill unheard behind the grunt
this is my impediment
i’m in love with hearing myself
but only my inner voice
my words deflate and fail me
i am shame
this is my impediment
i’m in love with the illusion
only because the truth hurts
my words become viscous strands
that threaten to fleck with spittle
this is my impediment
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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