I speak up. I try not to speak down
to anyone.
Vowels roll off my tongue carefully
or they fly
in a burst of 
I'm sorry it just came out. 
I'm rarely punctual but
I speak too soon sometimes.
I try not to be late.
My heart vibrates off my teeth,
but I am so silent in some ways.
I push the words back
all the way up in my mind.
I wish for the adventurous ones
to try to climb up there,
see my fog over 
quiet mountains I've built,
climb to the ends 
& scream down my spine.

.Laura Curren.