Nothing gets said.

Yell out your pain.

INTERNAL VOICES BY TRAVIS COBB 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 81

Inside this Tower of Babel where nothing gets said.
Word vomit on the floor. Let the spray splatter across the wall. Stand back to take in the frame of reference you’ve just made.

Repeat this recall.

Inside this Tower of Babel where nothing gets said.
Yell out your pain. Reverberate the sound across this space. Stand back to take in the penetration you’ve just caused.

Repeat this recall.

Inside this Tower of Babel where nothing gets said.
Spill your blood on the stone. Let it seep deep in.
Stand back to take in the Rorschach portrait you’ve just made.

Repeat this recall.

Inside this Tower of Babel where nothing gets said. Put out what you need to speak. See if God is listening. Stand back to take in what the response is.

Repeat this recall.

TRAVIS COBB

I was born, raised, and live in Missouri. This is the environment that helped shape what I write today, poems about nature, darkness, endurance, hope, and light. I consider my poems to be a physical manifestation of what is going on in my brain. Image by Christina Davidson.