pieces

once
i was quiet for so long
i forgot how to speak
no words poured forth
just a dry, waterfall cliff;
a place where ravens roost
as wing-ed witnesses
with eyes of silent celebration
with eyes of silent condemnation
’til with sudden, un-gagged flight
they broke babbling forth to the world
as pieces of black shadow

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