Death of a Voice
Stop talking to me
No! I said stop
Yes, yes I hear your words
But I wish them gone!
Gone!
Out!
Away!
Far from me!
Speak no more!
Your ceaseless babblings annoy me
Must you speak such words?
Must you continue
With your awful jabber?
Must you persist?
All day, all night
You ramble on.
Sleep is an illusion
I have long since
Forgotten.
Talking
Yammering
Constantly speaking!
Throbbing with the pressure of your force,
Yet I cannot force you out!
Be off with you!
End your endless chatter!
Is there nothing I can do?
Agree with you?
I think not!
I will smote you,
Yes,
I will smite you
Again and again
Never will you speak again
In that annoying
Little voice
Die and be gone!
Die and leave me
Alone
In this hollow space
Good-bye to you,
You awful retch
Go be somebody else’s
Conscience.
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