Alone, he watched flickering blue lights,
listened to voices raving and cajoling,
urging him to believe Them, and not
The Others, raving and cajoling
on a different channel, and he shuddered
at the horrors the voices invoked, choking
down his fear, pouring another one to dull
the incessant ache, never considering
the voices raving and cajoling inside
his own mind, urging him not to believe
for the sake of believing, but to tune in,
instead, to the quietest voice of all.
(c) 2020, by Hannah Six
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