I’ve silenced this heart
so that these veins
won’t feel
the vain circuit of illusions
brain devices
brane confusions
and depths of true emotions
to debts of love
I’ve muted these desires
tamed this tongue
quenched these fires
with tyres,
that won’t tire
on this pilgrimage of squires
to retire
to this mountain
of chained footprints
from love
And still,
dumb hums
to vibrations
which dare penetrate
these inner drums
when blind roaming
eyes
sweat release
to still spirit pains
though, this
skin be numb
Copyright©2019 by Camille Caliscia Patrick
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