My Dead Language

Life Trading

Life trading

Why bother waiting

I give it thoughtlessly

For just a minute of your time

To explain this disguise of mine

Pulled over my face

It was only ever a likeness

I died long ago

Never known, simply unidentified

I wouldn’t have it any other way

He couldn’t endure it, what else is left to say

Except maybe I couldn’t abide his endurance

So I took the knowing right out of his hands

So I am just a liar

Unable to keep up with this life’s demands

So I am a coward

Narrow and known to be selfish

I am every awful, disloyal tendency humanity ever undertook

And that’s really how I know

I can promise you a life

So broken, so full of holes

So If I can just have that time to explain, if you just listen

You’ll accept my rendition

This life is all yours

Stretching further and farther from my fate

That issued from my very core.

-Jennifer Barajas 

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