Psychotic voices are born

As all voices are born

From the words that carelessly fall
From the words that never cease
From the ball park brawl
From the bus chatter
From the inane
The insane
The unbearable sum of human voice
Half an hour on the bus is enough
To send me screaming for my knife
To cut this cancer from the world
This human life
All the blood trapped inside these fleshy walls
Should be released to fill the seas
A biblical flood to float the ark
Carrying only the silent beasts

The deaf despise the voiced

Refuse to sign with them
Feel contempt for their clumsy attempts
To communicate without the word
The deaf despise the voiced
Because they know that voice is a wall
That stands between a man and truth
That stands between me and you

Psychotic voices are born

As all voices are born
And grow and deform and die
And give rise to a new generation of psychotic verbs
And give rise to a new generation of twisted words
Lies and half truths to confuse
Sincerity dripping poison
Dropping from the tongue of the worm

© Jeremy ffrench Birmingham

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