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Name

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Fear so deep you tremble and hold yourself tight so as not to lose your bladder. Fear.

And you begin to lie to keep the peace.

The light nearly beat out of you by words,

open hand, back hand.

You lie.

Smile out the door,

No one knows.

No one knows why you jump with a start so easily. They tease, you laugh.

Always hoping no one knows your name.

(Please don’t say it.

Nothing good happens when you hear your name)

Freeze.

The unspoken understanding in trauma experienced between family members.

The ever unpredictable behavior of a parent.

The unprovoked attacks.

The silent body language used to communicate

Between those abused.

Speak in rhyme and riddle a code never shared beyond these walls.

The eyes,

The slight gestures unnoticeable to others

In moments of extreme panic.

What will happen next?

Don’t speak,

Don’t move,

I will take the hit, you move.

I will carry you again and again for i would rather bleed and bruise than watch you get beat.

The laughter when you are safe,

Nervous smiles of relief.

Heal and save your energy for the next unexpected round.

Even though you know it is coming

You keep this little light of hope………

No one talks of hell. You are so damn brave and no one knows.

And so you go by many names and it leaves confusion. Even when you tell them, they don’t remember and you believe it doesn’t matter anymore.

Silence.

Universal Beat

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When I Move,

When I dance, sing or speak,

I am all countries

And language recalls the root of one.

I am the beauty of the stillness in every flowing moment,

More than

A galaxy believed to be contained

And constructed in the mind.

For music

Is

Soul speak

And rhythm

Is the

Universal ancestral beat

Echoing

From the beginning to the future existing beyond.

More than mere cosmos conception.

Hear it. Be.

Infinite resonation.

Alternate celestial awakenings.

Harmonious cell vibration.

Close your eyes and become.

Welcome ascension.

Untethered.

Disco Ball

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When I enter

the club

I leave my worries
At the
Door
I’m here to dance
Nothing more.
I’m here to move
My hips
And my feet
To the beat.
No thinking
No words spoken
With these lips
Of mine
Just my body rocking
In time to the rhythm
No wasted breath
Explaining.
Non verbal
communication
Appreciated.
That’s all
In the light
Of the
Disco ball.