Poems from forgottenTestimony
You contradict my perspective.Never consider my mind.
It's just you and your collectives,
collective of my time.
I ululate soliloquies...
Drifting off.Unfocused.
Refocus.
I focus on your little things.
The stroking of my hair
as though it a tapestry with answers.
Your hopeful...
I believed I belonged on the ground.
That I shouldn't make a sound.
But too many people have tripped over me because they couldn't see me...