The Hamlet Project

Urging words
From a mouth that has yet to speak
Urging sound
And maybe something that will reassure us all
Of this thing’s humanity.
A dog could bark
A bird could sing
But if this thing could speak, can speak,
We will all breathe more easily.
Before it does
It conjures visions of a hell full of unintelligible sound
Of howling and gurgling and grunting.
If it can not conjure words
Our life after this life
Will send us so far from all we’ve learned –
That we will be nothing but the pain we knew
When we lived.
Sound strung to sound
Like beads of things so horrible they can’t be named
Strung together with the thread of the memory.