The voice was like a radio
he collected radios
like a writer collects words.
Not for comfort
but for like
they were like the voices

They played like voices
the voices he heard
they were the voices
of the radio
the voices of the mind

the silent voice that
speaks within your mind
the mind that plays,
the voice you hear.

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