Learning
That sometimes I look in the mirror
and she moves without me,
that human is just words
and I cannot taste the same;
Just a being,
A dice
to an unknown game.
Scream to own
ways
you can't comprehend?
Surely just
as I cannot
you.
Speechless,
even in shapes,
I did not create
but imitate.
Trapped in silence's force
of communication.
Copyright © Jennifer Ratcliffe | Year Posted 2011
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