There was a carthartic silence  

watching you fold the paper love  

of your oppression to float out to the ocean 

Remembering why i left here and the fighting 

everything your arms couldn’t lift i left 

all those things i never wanted.


if you dream of a conscious world 

Then you will never find sleep.


Deprived of all those things others 

tell you that should be wanting.

Including fears you hold close to 

Your sleeveless heart.


The dial tone of elephants in 

Parcel the parcel angry ears.