In calling after echoes of you
I found hard walls
Tunnels reverberating
In hurled questions
Heard the old curse repeat
And repeat and repeat
Until it settles.
In calling after echoes
Calling out to walls and tunnels
I heard a wailing child I could not find
Beaten by bounced brick bats
Indicted by blame
Found that comfort missed
From the call of anguish
That repeats and repeats and repeats
Until it settles.
In calling after echoes of you
I began to find missing screws
Piston bolts, the grit, lost teeth
In lightless vaults retrained sight
Retrained my ear, like bats to
Echoes
That repeat and settle.
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