PAS MUET

I never considered using phrases or words from the languages I grew up in/with before. That is, not until I met Wesley and we started writing together. Wesley absolutely loves that in poems. So, here's one for you Wesley :)

PAS MUET

I am a puppy here

The smallest

The skinniest

The silentest (is that even a word)

Stotteraar

Bègue

I wheel my wheels among them

The alpha dogs

The loud ones

I am silent

Bègue

My eyes are open wide

I watch them

Follow their every move

My mouth clammed shut

Bègue

My hands write nervously

On my notepad

With my pencil

My words arranged in neat sentences

Bègue

He understands though

He smiles with fun, no pity there

We go way back

He is my psychiatrist.

Bègue

In silence I contemplate

But silent I am not

My words are multi coloured

I like them
Niet stom

Not mute

Pas muet.

Pas muet.

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Poem by Darren White
December 30, 2016