I hear too much in things unsaid
A whole world screaming in silence
Resenting presenting in the present tense.
Nothing but a glimpse of the ever being unquestioning
Now
Turtle Power is non-transferable;
The Velveteen Rabbit can’t take any of your advice.
So loud is my shame
Shaking bracing for the next blow
Knowing it will come.
Anybody’s was the tree
Indifferent to unrelatable
Crises inside