does my voice carry
or just echo in my own mind
I feel it, reverberating
even when silent, my own judgement
sends shockwaves over my skin
over nothing, I recognise that
is it my voice?
narratives float down from
somewhere
landing, perhaps delivered
by redundant storks
from Disney films
"this one is earmarked for you"
"why?" you might ask
but the messenger doesn't know
it's just a...
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