Quick Quick

those of us safe
are loosely staked
in soft ground

feet shifting, we
sink a little, and though
we are not smaller

we seem smaller
to ourselves. so,
in our desperation

in our hatred
of not being heard
or helping

we try new ways
of saying what has
already been said

perfectly, by ourselves
even, when we
had said nothing

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