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.