Though you can barely hear them, They swell up inside of me, and thus Cannot be left to not go Into some corner of the world To pulse, to reverberate, to echo, To he heard. My words, my breath, my noise.
Though you can barely hear them, They swell up inside of me, and thus Cannot be left to not go Into some corner of the world To pulse, to reverberate, to echo, To he heard. My words, my breath, my noise.