by Idem Hale
Look, listen, feel.
And fill in the blanks I left.
Look,
me in the eyes
and to my dilated pupils
please be the pupil
Listen,
Through the absence
of verbal cues
Do you hear
the silence
of truth?
Look
Listen
And feel,
Where you once stayed,
And grew up, and prayed,
For a union
of fate
Look, listen, feel.
Resuscitate.
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