ADAM JUDE SERRITELLA Poetry

MY ECHO IS ABSTRUSE AMID THE VOICELESS MOUNTAIN
LOST IN A SUBTERRANEAN RAVINE
DRONE VOICES,UNDISTINGUISHED SHOUTING
DEEP WITHIN WHERE LONELINESS HYMN'S
REVERBERATING THE SWEETEST SONG,REVEALING MY SADDEST THOUGHT.
ALL WORDS ARE DEVOURED BY TIME
BUT EVERYTHING BECOMES ELONGATED WHEN WITH-DRAWN
I NEED A TIME-SHEARER,IT SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA
ASCETICISM WEARS A SELF-DENYING FEAR.
WALLS IMPERVIOUSLY VOID CONTACT
BUILT TO PROTECT,BUILT TO REJECT
BUT LET ME IN AS MY SKIN IS SO THIN
PLEASE LET ME IN
AS I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY AND NEED SOMEONE TO LISTEN
WITH SO MUCH TO BESTOW
I'AM EBB WITHOUT FLOW
THE REALIZATION IS I'M ALONE
JUST A NON-VARYING TONE.

Poet: ADAM JUDE SERRITELLA