Soundproof But Not bulletproof
b'Soundproof not bulletproof\\nWake up and smell the morning thunder.\\nTake what you wish From It.\\n\\xa0\\nExistence. A mirror image. A pleasant sound.\\nYour first quiet moment of the day. Solitude.\\nJail cell with one window, just a Few cracks.\\nThe guy in there\\u2019s man enough to admit that he thinks Birds are Beautiful,\\nand that flight could heal things. Secretly wishes the window was soundproof, but not bulletproof.\\nSays he would Accept death, if he didn\\u2019t have to Hear it Coming. The void is welcoming and\\nDroning. The void is a Perfect Pitch. I don\\u2019t think I have anything the void wants. It does not want\\nyour Things. They are of no use to your Paths. There\\u2019s no such thing as Waiting, or Wanting.\\nThere\\u2019s no Time. Problem Solved. We are Just Pieces.\\nStop trying to fix yourself with a hammer and not nearly enough Nails\\u2013 we don\\u2019t need Sealing. We are not envelopes\\u2013\\nEven if we move cross country\\nWe\\u2019re not Envelopes\\nWe don\\u2019t have destinations\\nWe\\u2019r\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'