A Voice
A Voice
Wrapped by a strange voice
Hoarse and pale
No variation in tone and rhyme
Like a worm sticks to the ground
It mumbles from the deep of my body
Hovering between the throat and the nose
Too heavy
to carry all the secrets of the season
A conspiracy of wind and heat
When the wind blows,the heat arrives
You can't free your body
Until an arm will truly embrace it
Copyright © Stina Lu | Year Posted 2018
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