The Voice Without -

Weight bears down on weakened shoulders.

And the voice without sounds,

To break the spine of my mind.

Calling from within, the voice without.

Shredding rank on rank on rank of reasons

For you.

Rank on rank,

These ivory ribs.

It nears,

The walls are smeared.

Your spirit is painted.

Your spirit is red.

Rank on rank,

There is nothing I’ve said.

In this,

Dripping bed.

That couldn’t taste your fears.

That couldn’t taste your tears.