I don't have a voice
I don't have a voice
Not a narrative voice
One that isn't a song

The song speaks in grand prophecies
Older and wiser than me
Trying to out-think death
And out-swim the sea
How would I speak
If it was just me...
Not full of songs that are speaking through me
Not full of choirs singing fucking constantly
How would I speak if the song left me
That strange knowing entity
Not man nor woman
Genderless, luminous and free
Left me as it found me
Hollowed me out
Self absorbed
Checking my phone and
Watching TV