Lights are pulsing in the tower but the bells never ring.
People sit in chairs
that never sat on anything.
If there was a voice that spoke
for me, then I would surely buy it.
Your heart forgives,
but what I wish to write,
what I wish to give,
is my own quiet.
Resting is so hard it is so very hard
to go to sleep
without a heartbeat. |
Submission Name: What the Coma patient thinks
