inarticulate today
I write not by choice
skipping record stuck
searching for its voice
is it me heard or
just me giving way
to them in my ear
demanding their say?
If I talked back
whatever to say
voices in my head
make them go away
have I ever had
words that were mine
did I just rehearse
their fed party line?
It's not them, I know
their babbling refrain
this backward spun song
is incoherent but sane
half-heard half forgot
like foggy dew tune
buried in shadow
of lightning rune
is that what calls from
priest hole in my brain
muted phantasm
groaning out her pain?
my inner lady
in keep of Shalott
stranded at station
in town of Camelot
will they finally hear
keening caught mine deep
like stranglehold choke
when you're sound asleep
guttural and gutted
what a godawful sound
blue tick hound howl of
milady gagged and bound
babies speak in tears
no words but a cry
I can't even weep
it's useless to try
I open my mouth
only croaks come out
fish out of water
dying flops about
so I think my call
sent by telepathy
tapping out Morse code
in towered CQD
no trust in rescue
from message bottled tight
I'll shine my SOS
from Shalott tonight
in dots and dashes
across dragon moat
willing Charon to
fetch zipline and boat
tune in to TOWR radio to hear whether he arrived in time
or if she took the hard way home.
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