Poem for me
~from Sathien
now you talk a lot
yet i don't hear your voice
you tell me
yet i don't hear you speak
once i talked a lot
but i never heard my voice
i told you
but i never heard me speak
i speak fewer words each day
i keep things to myself too much
silence
noise
you keep much of you in you
you see
we've always been different
and yet.
as tables turn
and seas expand
as you see my day as night
truth be told
the same sky hovers above us
above the sea
above the furnished walls
above us
truth be told
truth doesn't matter
what i hear doesn't matter
because the same sky hovers above us