we whisper to ourselves
we whisper to our gods
but does anyone hear
words spoken in the dark
most quiet their minds
but we let them talk
the poets of our age
may belong in a asylum
or maybe we arent
afraid to touch
the untouchable
the inner soul of man
that is both sacred
and corrupt
but how will we ever know
what lies behind
the motives of the mind
that speaks to itself
if we do not let ourselves
go

k.g.

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