marmoreal

you open your mouth
before your words
even begin
the tremors creep
I cannot keep
the tempest within
I know the end
of your sentence
is the start of mine
a prison term
locked inside myself
in solitary
would that I could
freeze me marmoreal
in a frieze
from happier days
I will myself still
but still I tremble
and betray me
statuesque you stay
and say the words you say 
look upon me coolly
the accidental gorgon
who turned your heart to stone