Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris

You can’t hear me
I am speaking beneath your voice
droning on and on
a muddle of senseless prattle
You know I am speaking
You know I can hear you
You do not have to shout
and stomp about like a circus clown
I am listening to you
I can understand you
I remain stoically silent
after so many years
you notice my muteness
Your hands on my shoulders
wanting me to speak to you
I can not speak to you
speechlessness arrests my voice
invisible words of loneliness and despair
spill from my throat but you can not hear
My utterances remain without form
See my words drowning in sorrow
Hear my words ravaged by pain
Feel my words buried in heartache
Heed words mired in rhetorical anger
Why can’t you hear me?