I remembered where I got it wrong

This. 

I forgot presence

silence spoke and words were thrown ahead of me and

silence screamed 

it covered my ears

I heard another echo from beyond saying

this is what a poem should sound like

telling my toes where to step

I followed

placing feet over assumed footprint

trying to imitate what does and does not exist

no. that was not truth

there was nothing genuine there

 

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