it’s not that there isn't sound
it’s a hallowed sound
a head full of thoughts
humming low like static on a radio
the heartbeat of the house
maybe it’s breathing or walking
banging pipes, running water...
I reach down my throat
pull my stomach out
give it to you, so you can tie it in a knot
and force it back inside me
through my ear
it presses on my heart, so it beats faster
and compresses my lungs, so...
The sea is a place of uncertainty
Easy to find yourself lost In the deep blue depths that
Sink into your ears and up your nose
Forcing you to swallow everything you know
Sometimes you felt like the se...