Posts Tagged ‘Stutter’

It’s with everyone.

It’s worse with you.

 

Some disconnect between

brain and tongue and larynx,

syllables stack onto each other,

come out as just sounds.

 

There are little to no words

in my brain, blackness is it.

Being near you short circuits my speech.

 

I’m always searching for an answer

or reply with strangers.

You’re not a stranger,

you just make me feel strange.

 

I can’t think of anything to say,

though I want to be witty,

I want to sound smart.

 

My mouths opens and closes

like I’m imitating a fish. I turn red.

 

It’s with everyone.

It’s the worst with you.

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