Bout
An SOS from the frontier.
This is a message from the borderlands
an endless void a windswept land
it is a desert stripped bare of features.
So I whisper the message – If you could have heard
all that I’ve heard. If you could see all that I’ve seen
if you could have been there, far out there and if you
could have listened to peoples words, listened to those
broken hurting people and that place out there, in here,
in me, in you. The dark frontier, that secret place you know
I know, we know, we all know, but deny its existence.
But for me there is no choice. I cannot deny its imprint
on my mind, my memory is not blind, deaf or unfeeling.
But I wish sometimes that it might be so. Now what do I do
with these memories, the words I do not wish to…
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