I am told it is in the voice
The phone call
I’ve been waiting for
Telling me I should not
Stop
Telling the story
The voice is one
I know
Full
With expectation
Unwilling to agree
I have no business
At the bar
(Step back please)
Not enough time
To drink
The words
Of the ages
It’s all been
Done (In Exile)
And the voice,
Breathy & hollow,
Now silenced
Until more
Weight is assigned
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