Turns Out

Turns Out

Turns Out

turns out
my voice was never
a whisper
no matter how softly i spoke

the movement
of air within the throat
pushed through valves
and passageways
unseen

tongue touching teeth
the upper palette

lips parting so
air meets air in the mystery of
language

heart beating stronger
at the sound of other voices
raised, speaking

unsilent

© 2009 andrew kooman

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