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Sit Silent - Eadaoin Counihan

I want to be the storm.

to process the energy of a star

nerve static built in orange spark

rebel against the trolley

to spite skin

revel in this pelt of hail

free to be visible

Not the calm before.

to stomp on eggshells

bleed their core yellow

snap security under my heel

run the white of eyes

this weight to fall piercing the inner membrane

spilling out helpless to gravity

and laugh

Not the clean-up after.

my voice expanding across the sky

certain as a mountain crevice

where footing is placed

no alternative

my decision

finite

Not sit here

silent.

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