whispers

they never tell you why
as the hot ash breathes into your lungs and makes you choke - 
they never told you why.

you look at the world around you
and you look at the world inside of you
and the difference is so striking it is magnificently clear
that there is no difference at all.

if you have found the message in a bottle
fish it out from the sea and let me know.
more often than not it is written in code
the letters are drawn with confusion and stained by fear.
together we must piece
the broken chords of lament into some semblance of a human voice,
the kind that is reminiscent of ocean-song and salt-wind,
blown from a thousand miles away.

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