Voices

Lyndsay E. Gilbert

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I heard a woman crying
as if her child was dead
I wanted to console her
But she was in my head
I really tried to find her
It seemed completely real
I remember vividly
The way it made me feel
I wanted her to stop
I couldn’t stand the noise
Others stood unmoving
They couldn’t hear the voice
I thought they were ignoring her
I stared in disbelief
To know this wasn’t so
Brings a strange relief
My mind is playing tricks
It’s trying to betray me
Whispers crowd around
Asking who will save me
Images respond
As if in lucid dreaming
I think that they will happen
I feel that they have meaning
Either I’m a seer
Knowing what must come
Or living in the past
Where what is done is done
A time machine that takes me
Anywhere but here
Deposits…

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