A poetic response to "The Sound of Hollyhocks" by Hugh Garner
Your voice penetrates my mind like a sorrow bird
I clench my hands together in searing pain
As you tell me the truth of love
Oh sandra, you have killed my soul
The two voices argue, driving me insane
One chooses obedience, one chooses not
The world spins around my dilemma
Oh my mother, the Bitch of Belson, I shall thank
I want to shut my life away
In the cupboard, without voices
The colourful voices that had led me to death
Oh William, I want it all gone, take me away
I leave the beautiful voices behind
