pedido de desculpas

i used to have the ability to arrange words until the coagulated sound of them forged meaning . . . i lost that somewhere along the way to forty six
this song speaks for me from my self imposed exile from speech to serve as a predictable, characteristic apology – safely made from a distance
i leave it here for those i named & abandoned; those who held me then & now are strangers; for those once symbiotic now severed & for those whom our multiple collaborations have become great divides