so let me in /and give me the furthest seat / from the stage
i held it with no breath to speak of as if a thought of her could save me from an ashtray of alleys, and a nightmare of evenings that end in breakfasts of eggs in a single seat.
aren’t you sad you have no voice, she asked no voice you call your own.
and I called her up and told her in borrowed words i only ever wanted in.
so let me in. and give me the furthest seat from the stage so i can whisper, because all i need is to whisper and to boom
i held it in so to speak because my voice, you should know by now - it carries