6th State of Being

I'm showing my face now.

Highlighting

and

illuminating

the new found

shade

of my differences

against a new hair do

and Raspberry lipstick.

Shit

like

me

doesn't

renew itself so easily

but still

I have managed to crawl

bended knee

fallen eyes

up this hill that everyone abandoned me on.

I opened my mouth

prepared to scream

out

that

I

was alone

but everyone

else

was to busy

sleeping with Tyler

or wanting to anyway.

Silver kisses

of the man

who grabbed a hold of me and wouldn't let go

-he was so pleased to find that I was speaking to him again-

because

after all

my silence is venomous

hateful

and it aches away at everyone.

I'm in lighted

inside

the loudness

of democracy

and the lack there of that I witnessed last week.

November third

proved to be the death

of my rights

and soon yours as well.

Slicker

then water

on my wondering

have I slithered

across his point of view

a kiss

of my silence

grounding him.

I saw him

stilled

and frozen at the sight of me

so different

so alive now.

I'm showing my face

and like I've always said

you'll never silence me.