I have shared myself, I am exposed
With each word that leaves my lips you receive one more stone
Do you know that you are removing the bricks that surround me with your ear?
How did I get here with you?
I wait to see what will be done with each word that leaves my lips;
nervously watching as what I have said hangs in the space between us
Received not judged, the brick you lift from off of me makes way for air
I can breathe
How did I get here with you?
With the air comes your eye; peering at me through its keyhole opening
Do I keep talking? Will my next word give you the key?
Who are you? Do I know you at all?
What will you do with who I am when you open the door to my humanity?
My brick? It rests inside of you. I hold my breath and wait to see if you will
throw it back at me
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