David Walker Poet Rhyme

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Far Off Constellations

Far off Constellations 
David J Walker

It’s not me 
It’s the judgment 
I never see 

But can still hear 
	The chitter chatters

Of muffled voices 
That scatters into 

A bust of Swahili 
Or Farsi

Or Gaelic 
for all that matters 

I can clearly hear it in my head
Those words

	That might have been said 
Might have lied

	Might have died in cooler
Midnight air 

Never to be mentioned or
remembered again

It’s not me 
	It’s the bubbles with
Those words I see

And can read
in a race

Floating off into 
	Outer space

On a collision course with
Far off constellations

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