The Messenger I am Mercurybut I cannotconveymy feelingsto youA communicatortalking toa brick wallI speakand you heara foreign languageYou are deafto my wordsObliviousto my feelingsOne more roll of your eyesI cannot standWhen did youstop listening?When did youstop remembering?When did itbecome okayto disrespect me?When did I becomesuch an irritant?I am renderedspeechlessFrightened nowto use my wordsfearing theywill be misconstruedandContinue reading “The Messenger”
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Poetry For Healing 