Once in a while I do
A little aching and swelling, longing and bawling,
Fainting and feigning once in a while I go
Wishing my body get a little
Doctoring from you; it don’t come true.
Once in a while I want
To yell your silence what scream coming through,
But it would mean the noise of words
Unspoken broadcasting my quiet
Thoughts stomping off; I not talking to you.