Her Own Hostage

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Mouth bound in measure-
ing tape, she cannot taste but
numbers. So alone,
The mirror will not talk back,
No matter how she begs.
She tied her mouth shut
Her eyes are blind to its hold,
I've forgotten how
She used to smile. Now
I wait, as she waited, for
Her ghost to talk back.





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