Gift

I will remove my shush finger

For a little while, in order to speak.

None have heard my voice

Whilst my shush finger has

Sealed my lips.

I have observed you

And reabsorbed my silence.

During this time.

I have cleared my mind.

I no longer love

The sound of my own voice.

I have no echo to rely on.

Just clear thinking.

I lift my head to speak, just once.

I ask,

What is it I can do for you today?

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