male sequence
in one room
a light is on
in another
off
–
I live with my parents
hymn to mouth
delivering
fluency
by hand
to the language
of vicarious
passage
–
gender peasantry
is about
to become
a thing
–
mom, dad
I don’t think there’s world enough left to be quiet in
–
my bad hearing
I take it
with me

“I don’t think there’s world enough left to be quiet in” – I feel like you’re speaking to my soul right now. Thank you for writing and sharing.
sincere thanks for taking a look, for making a sound.