HELL HATH NO FURY, ONLY SOUND

It doesn’t mean
Anything.

All the words
Are just a sum
Of sounds
Like stacks of numbers
Adding up to, and
Signifying nothing.
Noises to fool fools,
Blunt tools
I use to excavate
My stupid brain;
Yet try as I might
I cannot drain
Nor void
That pain.

Manuela Cardiga