We don’t need ears.

This poem was published in the second issue of The Journal of Undiscovered Poets which you can read  here.

I used to think only
my walls could speak,
but when I pressed
my head against
all the other walls,
my ears involuntarily
put each other on fire, for
I could hear the bricks
and mortar speaking to me,
and in a voice that
my breathless body
seemed to have known.

I wanted to but my brain was
too tired to understand that
walls don’t have voices and
we don’t need ears
to listen to our own.

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I will be posting a longer poem very soon. Have a good day ahead : )