choice and consequence

i don\’t want to write
whistle candy
a poem or anything else
right now — seems
such a weird statement
for a poet to make
there our moments
when our liquid
voices transpire
to sludge
within our vocal
chords — one
to silence
even the most
demur
inflection

nevertheless
even the faintest
of whistles can be heard
if we simply listen  

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