A Cavern of Mirrors / Origami

Thoughts and images fill my head but don't connect 
to the words and phrases that would 
leave my mouth and connect me to you.

So I sit, a cavern of mirrors, 
reflecting my thoughts onto myself, 
and only myself.

My arms fold against my chest and start 
the forever inward folding, 
away from you, away from what I want.

I look like an asshole when the words elude me.
My forged bravery is a sham, and 
I am now all alone in this room.

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