I speak for those who can’t hear
there
or here
but underneath
rolling in moon jelly
howling in silence
unconnected
to whatever would make them comprehend
I speak for the sound of silence
open to anyone
hearing or not
willing to stay still
long enough
now
drop what you’re doing
it was all an illusion anyway
– Eugene, OR
April 21, 2020
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In this fine poem is a wake-up call to benighted Homo saps everywhere.