This voice has spoken

There was no voice that was never heard before

because after all, what is a voice?

but a collection of words

chosen together in an attempt to share

an afterthought that is a need to express

an idea that happened in the glimmer of an instance

like every idea that's already been had

but this one managed to be caught, examined, expounded and then

burbled forth like the froth at the top of a water fountain

that becomes the desperate nodding

of a passionate old man who motions this way

for punctuating punctuating punctuating

this thought that's been formed into words

that are never sufficient to express

what he is so desperate to share

in the voice that can barely be heard

beyond the confines of his lips