[ transmission N ] noise

08.24.2011

[ 07.14.2011 ]

If I could make you hear
what I hear,
then maybe I’d hear more
from you.

But we are buried
underneath the shade in the park,
praying that the earth
will be lifted from our throats
so we can make noise
again.

And, someday,
maybe the trees above us
won’t make you feel so closed-in,
so you can finally look up.

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