i promise once having returned from the void i will have found a voice
something to say
a raid on the inarticulate
no,not just clever this time
but genuine,authentic
..silence might be another kind of rant i fell into
marking poverty of speech, gaunt vocabulary, the toll of meaning
all falling together into a clump, the abyss
tell me you know of this place,where i am
  -your much closer than myself
in saying it may really all exist
and might matter after all.