The Perch

 I am no one until I speak 

afraid of my own failing voice 

I retreat eclipsed assisted 

by some awkward accomplice sworn 

to secrecy too old to know the whole truth

pulled away by talons and wings

out of the blue I am no one again 

forgotten before 

I was ever 

remembered 

 

JPPestana

The Perch

2.9.2022