Mumble

Andrew Chaisson, Contributor

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The words float out of your mouth
and dissipate into the air like smoke.
They leave nothing in their tracks.

No one ever taught you how to speak.
You must not know the power you hold
inside of you.

You could command skyscrapers
to be built,
whole armies of men and women
to be fed,
you could declare war or declare peace,
yet you speak nothing into existence.

Days pass by and you don’t even
seem to care,
and you just sit idly by,
blowing smoke rings and watching them
disappear.

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