Something I wrote weeks ago…

Sometimes, I can lose all sound,
all sense that there is anything near,

my vision tunnels to the space just
in front of my toes. My face goes

blank, my hands grow numb, I chew
on my fingernails and lips and avoid

any glances. Sometimes a voice can draw
me back, sometimes laughter or sure

fired wit. Other time I just need to wait
it out. If I ignore my anger just

a little longer, I can deny that
it ever existed with a laugh and a face.

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One response to “Lost

  1. Love the last line in this one.

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