Can you hear them?
An entire language
Words pounding at the dam
Throwing themselves against the solid walls
Desperate to break it down
Soon they'll overflow

Soon all the words that haven't been said
They'll come flooding out
Washing over everything that has and hasn't been
Years of thoughts all rushing

But that doesn't mean they'll be heard
There will be hidden messages
Secrets that aren't meant for working ears
Or seeing eyes
They'll break through in codes
Codes that only whisper
Letters that jumble and misshape
With funny accents and curves
And ink that disappears

Can you hear them?
The poetry
The stories
All the letters threatening to
Flood through their silent prison
They're going to break down the walls
They're going to overflow
They're going to sing
To write
And then disappear