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 could 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.



Sara Ibrahim

©2000

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