Signal to me that
the hearing did not construct
sign language for your words,
it was no gesture on the part
of a hegemony to offer apparatus.
A walking, talking
entity, a personhood, just like
me, we establish our meaning,
it won’t be held back.
Whether I paint on the wall,
raise a finger in gentle swoop,
or shout from a high place,
A sentence gathers us together,
a chain of syntax.