it spoke to me. Or did it?
i could not quite right see,
how could something so so big,
speak so subtlely?

doctor says i'm crazy,
but he sees doctors too.
"crazy" from a man who earns
by keeping you in the zoo.

so in this life i analyze
what i am to be, i see
i am not what, i am not what, i am
what i cannot be.

now i see why whispers yell,
why my ears hurt me so.
a ring so loud but no one hears,
and no one ever knows.

1.25.1997 2:54:31 am

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