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I’ll Be Jawing

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In the twilight I’ll be jawing, unsaid words between my teeth,
a phantom rhythm in the fading light as the sky exhales,
its final, bruised purple breath, and I am left with the grit
of all, I couldn’t speak.
 
My tongue, an anchor, holds the lexicon of ghosts—
sentences abandoned, declarations swallowed whole,
each one a tiny sharp stone in the riverbed of my mouth.
 
The air grows cool and the grinding begins,
a low, persistent millstone sound only I hear, 
spiraling into dust, dissolving into stubborn things. 
 
Now in a cemetery of unspoken thoughts,
a mausoleum where every epitaph is blank,
and in the twilight I perform this nightly ritual,
now in the twilight I’ll be jawing, 
grinding unsaid words between my teeth.
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