“ Your brain is a city”

“Can’t you quiet the street cars, sirens, yelling, chattering and HEAR ME for a movement?

Can’t you stop the philosophically garble, impressive references, pertinent, timely, witty quotes, and say it right out??! Can you listen not quantify? Won't you fish for all the things in my eyes that speech is afraid to say! If not the words, can you believe how I say them? A shaking whisper, the way my lips quiver, a sparkling bead of salty anguish caught in delicate lashes spidering out from tired eyes that tried... “