it is written
listen to your inner sounds. I do.
words affect us deeply. voices come and go. while the worlds spins
with people’s chaos and confusion.
yet.
above the noise of the day, above the voices, she heard you. it is enough to make us cry.
yet.
if you confess there are voices there may be diagnosis.
prognosis.
defenceless
maledictus
they speak to us in latin,
people’s voices
besides your own.
sbm.
thanks