*I loan my heart
to anis mojgani's hands
thin and perfect
with a wideness that can hold the moon,
the earth,
a word.
their quiet rising
and falling
their cannot-be-bottled-
up fidgeting
mesmerizing.*
that I too may learn
to express
myself
no shame
no fear
no doubt.
just me.
certainly.
with conviction.
my heart's beat
will thump
thump THUNDER!
I don't care who stares
It won't shut up,
I won't let it.
let their brooms bang on the ceiling
send for the cops!
call my parents!
I don't
care
I'm gonna shout **********
I"M GONNA SHOUT!!!!
Aug 26, 2011
Aug 26, 2011 at 12:56 AM UTC
*I loan my heart
to anis mojgani's hands
thin and perfect
with a wideness that can hold the moon,
the earth,
a word.
their quiet rising
and falling
their cannot-be-bottled-
up fidgeting
mesmerizing.*
that I too may learn
to express
myself
no shame
no fear
no doubt.
just me.
certainly.
with conviction.
my heart's beat
will thump
thump THUNDER!
I don't care who stares
It won't shut up,
I won't let it.
let their brooms bang on the ceiling
send for the cops!
call my parents!
I don't
care
I'm gonna shout **********
I"M GONNA SHOUT!!!!
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