poetry

sound work

sound work

I am rolling o’s and l’s
into lolling logjams

pushing s’s and z’s
into lazy buzzes

growling r’s gutturally
until they resound
in the hollow chamber of your chest

trying to use
little dots and lines
to make you feel
something
new in your body
not just your conscious crown

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