Bite

I am mute;
I cannot express
what has happened

There is not a word
in this
block letter language
for how I feel

I am mute when I come to you

All I can say
is that I have been crushed
and reformed,
disillusioned,
and again deceived,
buried behind the ancient veil

I am a soldier without a sword

I am afloat;
I am somehow
surviving compression

I am forced
like frozen matter
to condense,
transcending separate forms
into a bitter disguise