Hearing Voices

2018-11-26 Sai Kung Graffiti

A voice calls your name
three, four times through the (empty)
house. It’s her voice,
you’re sure — the voice

of your sister. You expect
any moment to see
her face worrying
at a window or opening
to you through a door.

There is no one.

You explain it as a sign
of an “audible disorder”
in your head, but maybe
this key to all of us
that has no precise sound
or shape of its own
borrowed one refrain
from insistent thought
to ask you to step outside
your own self-echo.

 

Photograph: 香港西貢:塗鴉 Graffiti seen in Sai Kung, Hong Kong (2018)

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