Nothing To Say

There is nothing to be said
about the way you hover over me,
nothing about the way you grind
your hips and your filth against me
from somewhere inside of places,
I have never been.
There is nothing to be said
about the way you breathe,
hot and filled with rage,
against the back of my neck
when I write your ugly truths
into existence and speak
my words above yours.
There is something to be said
about the way a woman’s voice
carries, her soul across oceans,
lifts her power over mountains,
charges her truth through wastelands,
gaining speed and strength
from every ear it cradles.
But there is nothing to be said
about the shoulders too weak
to hold the weight of her voice,
the ears too ignorant to listen,
and the mouths too vile to spit
anything other than hate.
No, there is nothing much to say
about any of that, but you can
be damn sure I am going to say it.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

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