I am prepared to lose
people I have loved,
the people I called family,
who share my blood.
losing them, I already am.
the silences grow
louder
piercing the air.
I have held out
my heart
in my hands
I have shown all the parts
I have held the scalpel
and they have
turned away in
disgust
at my most
vulnerable offerings.
I am ready to lose
and lose
until the
sound of revolution
is the only thing left.