The uncertainty in my eyes
hides the knowledge I have
My mind is in control of the
words you hear but not feel

The speech in my voice
is another bite on my lips
An incision along my tongue is
a choice to swallow my pride

Beside us in another direction
boils the letters to a new
reality you own when you talk
but I’m only listen to myself

In between faces of altercation
grows all we don’t see but
only hear it as bouncing eco
from hearts to a fight of the truth

© Björn Blomqvist 2022-01-02