
L&P #23
You see
through the veneer,
don’t you?
Please tell me you see
all the sides
of me
I can’t bring
myself
to say out loud.
My voice is like a ghost’s
whisper,
forgotten the second
resonance ends.
I need
a trumpeter.
The brass I
have
in hand
is rusted through.
Stay my deep
breath.
Don’t make me
speak
for myself.
3/11/16
Jon Wilkening & p.s.w. gear
Published on March 18, 2016 07:00