Friday, 14 October 2016

choice and consequence

i don't want to write
whistle candy
a poem or anything else
right now -- seems
such a weird statement
for a poet to make
there our moments
when our liquid
voices transpire
to sludge
within our vocal
chords -- one
to silence
even the most
demur
inflection

nevertheless
even the faintest
of whistles can be heard
if we simply listen