Nervous Tongue

Seven years,
I’ve gone without.
Seven years,
I learned to be with myself.
Seven years,
I worked.
Nothing but.
Seven years,
I’ve waited.

Now what do I say?

Certainly not the stupid stuff
my mouth has been spewing
for the past hour.

I can hear my head groaning
-Oh my god!
Hey, don’t listen to him.
Tongue is nervous.
He’s been silent for so long.
My ears do work.
If mouth would just shut up.

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