my words

a poem

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I hated knowing
that I 
wasted 
my Words

on her

and him 

(I knew deaf ears 
 couldn’t hear Words)

that I
wasted 
my Words

on you

on us

and them

(I knew covered eyes 
 couldn’t see Words)

that I
wasted 
my Words

on me

(I knew mute thoughts 
 couldn’t share Words)

So I scratched out 
the first three lines
and all that’s left now are
 
my Words.

© Ashlan Isadore McHugh 2018