a higher frequency
the chatter is always there
two voices going on incessantly
speaking in an unknown language
allegedly having a good time
I understand there are others
but I only hear the two
at times they used to go away for
days or weeks or months
even sometimes indefinitely
I used to think they were my conscience
long before knowing what that is
used to think maybe one day
they would bring me into the fold
those indefinite days long gone
I find it disturbing how I used to
pray for their return
but now I mostly curse at them
and whatever world they came from
may two thousand fifteen
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