listen for it
now it comes
the sound of another voice’s mind
found inside my own head
realize it’s not from the heart
because it is not yours
waves disrupted by another centre
washing the shore of my self
eroding my sands to feelings
my mind is changed again
see my presence as a frequency
watch my every idea take shape
discover each one’s origins
capture the action of every thought
realize it’s not my own

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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