The static whispers were soft like goose down pillows-
calling me to come as they hurried my motions;
and captured my emotions from within!
I was in daze of silent stares as I saw through-
the stone walls a door that led to my insanity!
The voice were loud but dainty like a surprise to touch.
Masculine and feminine they were.
No figure of otter to glance at.
No face to see or smile at.
Just static whispers coming through the dark;
and blowing through the winds of shuffled mind!! …