the letters of my name
confer amongst themselves
quietly, at first
deciding how best
to rearrange
it is time
I will never be the same
and now
there must
be proof
which vowel should glide
to show the path of grief
which consonants can stand
shoulder to shoulder
fricative sentinels
of despair
the letters, jostle, louder, zealous
to make me choke
on my new name
