here you’re growing again

the clatter of those dishes needing cleaning as you pile them in

the turkey baster filled with processed meats we’re told we can’t enjoy

silence inviting itself in

fluttering your skin

flying outward then within

coercing my mind

and I can’t seem to find

the strength to hold

the wit to let go

you have a strong hold upon me

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