Cinder Well - The Unconscious Echo

Like the house recalls sounds of the previous haunter
Memory takes up dwelling in the body
Beyond the happens of the days, what was unseen and unlived
The body holds the sounds of the past they keep echoing

The house holds the sound of the past they keep echoing
The disembodied dwelling in the house made of wood
The creaking in the walls, the smell you want to know
The oil in the lamp stand it keeps burning

The body holds the sounds of the past they keep echoing
Some of us dream of boats and some of fire
The sound within the womb, a yelling in the veins
The coursing and the pain, the unconscious echo

My body holds the the gas chambers
The trains, the killing mound
The evictions and the hiding, and the cracks in the wall
Distorted by no findings of anything at all
Save the whole burning
And the cold concrete

Your body held the echo of your own breath
Where do they go now that you’ve become pollen in the air?
Do I hold them for you until mine stops containing me?
Do I hold them or somehow will they unchain me?

Written by:
AMELIA BAKER

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