voice

somewhere
under the wisp of a person
above blood and bone
below the tongue
and hollow lungs
a voice
lettered with hurt
grammered in love
hidden
beneath the noise of english traffic
jamming floes of thoughts and rushes
forever it has spoken
under the wisps
of a life....
skin and retinal deep
I want to change my life
and bed a voice
that lies caged beneath my tongue