No screams can be heard
In a silent film
Though faces contort
To convey how they feel
A wide open mouth
With no voice to emerge
Like the deep void of space
No more words, just an urge
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
No screams can be heard
In a silent film
Though faces contort
To convey how they feel
A wide open mouth
With no voice to emerge
Like the deep void of space
No more words, just an urge