FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

there is an inner voice
it speaks
unceasingly and sounds
always
correct but which we do not
care to listen
because we want something
else
like the way the feet walk
upon its own chosen direction
like the way the hands
argue with
the fingers
like the way the head shakes
its rift with the
unreasonableness of the
heart

there is an inner voice
that always lives in silence
and when it speaks
it speaks unceasingly
upon itself.