Be Together

Release this polite tourniquet.

I cannot breath anymore.
Stop this sterile civility.
I will not speak anymore.
Quit this delayed emotion.
I shouldn’t listen anymore.
Climb out of your public face,
Dismantle your shallow facade,
Come down from your towering righteousness.
Sit with me.
Listen to me.
Talk and let’s be together.
Tacoma, Washington, January 1999.

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