without a sound

you could not begin to see

how the pieces of me

come together

yet how could you not see it

the petals

rough and soft

at the same time

hewn by

threads of consciousness

sewn together

the fabric of time and space

my meanings

hidden and obvious

i am screaming out to you

in colors and shapes

that have sound

but remain silent

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