#NaPoWriMo 2026 - day twenty nine

(and in the morning)
 
we invent our excuses
 
*
 
our bodies tell us
our stories
 
*
 
how often
the sounds you make
at night are different from
the sounds you make
during the day
 
*
 
forget words
 
*
 
say hello
to your animal self
 
i bear the marks
in my flesh
 
*
 
sometimes you make no sound
at all
 
so let us be kissed by silence
 
*
 
you made me believe
you were graced by emptiness
 
*
 
you tell me
there is constant music
if only you will listen
 
but i don’t believe you
 
i’ve never heard you sing