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I had a noise


I had a noise A noise that rested in the fingertips that worked silently. I had a noise A noise that rested in the fingertips that were different from other fingertips I had seen. I had a noise A noise that rested in the hands that worked silently. I had a noise A noise that rested in the hands that worked for the hands different from mine. I had a noise A noise that rested in the arms that worked silently. I had a noise A noise that rested in the arms that were bruised with the bruises of other arms that were like mine. I had a noise A noise that rested in the chest that breathed silently. I had a noise A noise that rested in the chest that breathed for other chests different from mine. I had a noise A noise that rested in the throat that swallowed silently. I had a noise A noise that rested in the throat that was chained by others with throats different than mine. I had a noise A noise that wouldn't rest in the mouth that was no longer working silently. I had a noise A noise that wouldn't rest in the mouth that was now louder than the mouths that were different than mine I have a noise A noise that no longer is unheard by those with noises different than mine.
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