Unheard

Ouch

 

There’s something pulling at the inside of my chest…

 

It’s almost as if—my soul wants out… to show itself

…escape this carnal cage—

and all it can do is expand in my center

…causing all this mortal hurt;

a pang in my chest, a beating at the fore of my brain…

 

I wonder how far my soul would spread

If it were unlocked…

…unleashed…

…unwrapped from all this flab and phlegm

…let to shed this mortal shell…

 

I wonder what color emotion would be…

I wonder how loud it would sound…

 

Ear piercing, I’m sure.