She Has a Voice
I will hang my bed sheets
Out on the line
For the whole neighborhood to see
The colours that grace them
They won’t be kept silent:
All the times that I lay weeping,
Every chance I’ve given to passion,
Every joy that befell upon my temple,
Every drop of black-tar rain.
And with fury I work the surface
Layer by layer, it undresses me
Purging vocals Raw-
Sienna, Cyan Blue and Ivory.
I will hang my bed sheets
Out on the line
For the whole world to see
The colours that grace them
They won’t be kept silent:
Tears fallen recklessly upon,
Lovers who have laid between
Nights embraced by softness of light and
Mornings that dared not grant me pardon.
From Prison to Palace and Haven to Harem
There is no disgrace in humility
I will hang my bed sheets out on the line
For all of you to see.
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Christina Julianna
May 29th, 2010.