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May I suggest you kneel
I suggest you kneel and-
Kneel.
He rifles through the words, frantically looking for the right expression and tone. He's trying them on like gloves, pushing his fingers inside; silently lets them roll off his tongue. They make him queasy. He's not meant to say them. Not he.
(Turns out he doesn't even have to open his mouth until later, and oh, what things he'll say.)
I suggest you kneel and-
Kneel.
He rifles through the words, frantically looking for the right expression and tone. He's trying them on like gloves, pushing his fingers inside; silently lets them roll off his tongue. They make him queasy. He's not meant to say them. Not he.
(Turns out he doesn't even have to open his mouth until later, and oh, what things he'll say.)