Vocals

I see this need in you
to be someone else’s voice.
My voice.

But you speak over me.
Your lines stand on my lines.
Your toes on my toes.

If only we could find some
harmonizing in our exchange,
and maybe we do.

Still, I want to respect your
sound even as you chime
over mine. Finding a voice

my own.

JD DeHart is a writer and teacher. He has two poetry projects available at Origami Poetry. Read other articles by JD.