Now here is a mind
made of stone-
whose kinder parts
have all been grown o'er
by time and a
frozen heart
that beats in rhyme
with change,
in moments of truth
fomented and loosened,
the arrows on
our tongue fall like rain
from the sun,
onto swollen ears
that can hardly hear you
saying now and again
"I can can hardly hear you
talking"
Speaking loudly
never taught me how
to - calmly now - stop,
to repossess my mouth,
so let me stop,
to reassess myself
while you go on ahead,
save yourself,
you can go on ahead
save your breath
credits
from Demonstrations EP,
released September 15, 2012
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