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my voice got lost in my shirt

my voice got lost in my shirt

as i pulled it over my head

and i wondered if anyone

had heard what i said


there was a muffle

but not much of a statement

a ruffle of the shirt

but nothing that hit the pavement


i wanted to repeat it

but unfortunately it was gone

there was something i was saying

but the shirt did it done


perhaps it was a blessing

you didn't hear my muffled voice

perhaps i had said something

that would have altered your choice


my voice got lost in my shirt

by grace, no one was hurt







February 25, 2004, NYC

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