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coming here
wanting nothing but
be able to communicate with
my people; Thai people,
and then not being able
to say
one thing
not one
word.
i stand before them
inanimate
and stunned;
mouth agape
and slackjawed.
shame searing
across my blushed face.
to realize you are
a fraud, is a
devastating feeling;
even your face
gives you away.
each tone, movement, action,
and reaction all
betray me here,
and these social wounds
cut deep inside,
until i am left to do
nothing,
but be a twenty-four year-old
man
yet remain and feel
helpless and
vulnerable;
a newborn among
the masses.
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