How easily you make us
Speak against ourselves, make words
Speak as if we weren’t language,
As if we were naked self,
As if we were you yourself.
I am not these words, you make
Us proclaim, your cri de coeur,
Names in your name. We say it.
You can’t say it without us.
I this, I that, you say. I
Am this person, this body.
I speak for me, not language.
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