Little pockets of nothing
float around me here and there
Tiny voids where I know
words should go
left empty in the air
Each one has their own
gravitational pull
tugging at my tongue
bouncing thoughts
all over my head
And I am scared
all the dots
of unspoken words
will just grow
and grow
as I unspeak even more
and combine into a giant
that swallows me whole
