Volumes To The Walls Poem by Sean Green

I'll speak the volumes to the walls
of endless pain and lost loves
the hunger that's always there
then hear the silence that is returned

the audience is multitude
at the same time, they are too few
by the measure of a response
registered against my heart

the void receives what it won't give
denying passage to and fro
solitude is the result
even while the words may flow

perhaps it's for the best
this ignorance of all the rest
that flat denial of what's said
when the balm matters most

for society that contrives
to deny artistic strife
I'll speak the volumes once again
knowing silence will be my end.

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