It
sounded like someone was clearing their throat
that awkward sound that sounds like
I sound when I'm getting my coat.
It could have been Arabic, Yuruba, the
language of Myanmar, it could have
been German or Russian or it could just be me
with a spot of concussion.
Dropped on my head I hear languages,
some still living, some long dead
but it still sounds to me
that someone is clearing their throat and
getting my coat sounds a better idea.
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 7:07 AM UTC
It
sounded like someone was clearing their throat
that awkward sound that sounds like
I sound when I'm getting my coat.
It could have been Arabic, Yuruba, the
language of Myanmar, it could have
been German or Russian or it could just be me
with a spot of concussion.
Dropped on my head I hear languages,
some still living, some long dead
but it still sounds to me
that someone is clearing their throat and
getting my coat sounds a better idea.
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