some tabled mass,
thronging laughter its
passage i cannot
comprehend. my
dullard’s intellect.
something
lost in translation.
that culture i
strayed from. and
it bites me. not
understanding. where
i cannot belong.
if I should. no
matter my desire.
no matter
these insecurities.
my language
is faltered. failed
at what i
communicate.
passive eyes.
i watch. vacant
silence within
me.
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