Acoustic Shadows
The memory of your voice
bounces off barricades I've built in my mind
It pinballs around the rooms of my heart
looking for a vacant space that will listen
Dinging unheard bells, rerouted by
little plastic swinging gates
Bumping blindly into walls
You'll never find a way in again
Anything you scream now
only lands, quiet as a moth-dusty and pale
on closed ears
The most ghostly earth exhale
could not deliver, to the deepest parts of me
what it is you want to say
That voice. I sent it to the fires long ago
And planted an ocean all around
to keep it contained
I am far away now, calmly cool, refreshed by freedom
With every clean inhale
I sail closer to the silent horizon
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