What It Will Take

It will certainly not take
another poem, 

or comment thread, 

or hand-wrung tear 
of dim empathy 
from me.  

It may take nothing
from me, in fact,
except surrender

of whatever I have that 
is only mine to offer:
my reserved place 
in line,

my nodding acceptance of it,
my learned willingness
to get along

by going along. 
My fear-frozen tongue.
My centrality.

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About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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