I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO,
SHE SAYS,
CASUALLY STROLLING BY,
TO A FIEND OR FRIEND OR FOE
WALKING NEXT TO HER
WONDERING IF THEY MAY BE
A HOLOGRAM
OR FICTION
OF THEIR OWN IMAGINATION,
FOR THEY ARE CLEARLY THERE
LISTENING TO HER,
SO ARE FRIENDS ANONYMOUS
NO ONES TO TALK TO
NO MORE DISTORTION
NOR OPINIONATED RUMOUR
DEODORISED NOISE
NO MORE THAN AN ECHO IN A DARK & EERY SKULLCAVE
NO WONDER PEOPLE START TALKING TO THEMSELVES,
THEN AT LEAST
NO ONE IS MADE TO FEEL
LIKE NO ONE
JUST TO ENJOY
THE COLOURS OF HER VOICE”
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