Catching breath

We have tried to bring
sense into sounds
Under our breath, our
old lips trembling
With muttered words ,
a running commentary
On the world,
reasoned and heuristic,

A verbal diarrhea they
called in laughter,
Words that will define
our silence ahead
As we catch our breath,
trying to hold it.

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