I was sure I heard a voice there…


The whispers all around

like saw grass

cutting and pulling

at the skin

until

mis-formed

it sloughs off.

Free

for a moment.

But the whispers

just the around the edges

there behind the busy buzzing hive

and with the

ladies drinking Champaign

you can hear it.

You can hear them.

In the hallway

the men stand around

arguing Brady vs. Montana

the Champaign glasses

whisper

sliding

you can hear it?

There in the moment

trapped between what was

and what could be

there.

You can hear it?

Or have tinny ears

quit this season

and left for home?

 

Sandler Boggs

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