Untitled #5

Have you ever felt deep melancholy
lingering at your larynx
waiting for its chance to rise up?
I have.
I take it all in, I keep it all in.
I do not want to know
what will happen when it swarms
my lips, my tongue.
I am afraid.
I clench my fists and wait.
I wait.

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