Between us

Choking on words in the dark,
 Clutching a scream and a rumble in his throat.
 I'll turn my heart out before you.
 In response, please at least clap.
 
 I need someone to hear me.
 So that someone would understand the poet's nonsense.
 While scratching at the heart of the mouse,
 While the eyes are biting light.
 
 As long as there is power, anger, and voice,
 To yell at the sleeping crowds.
 While the sun sparkles.,
 And the scream is real to the point of hoarseness.
 
 No, not posthumously. I don't need to.
 In life at least once to see
 People are an excited herd,
 To love them, to hate them fiercely.
 
 Hug the huge hall with your hands,
 To pour out a rhyme in the General awe.
 You, in confidence, between us,
 All this is just childish talk.
 
 I choke on words in the dark,
 So as not to Wake my deafness.
 But may we still, between us,
 Will you come and listen sometime?
 
 
 January 2, 2019