Reading Out Loud

I will read out loud and see the words escaping my mouth, landscaping the hour. I will be reading out loud devouring and vomiting letters for seas of staring eyes.

One letter I will eat and it will make a word that I will read out loud. A bouquet of words I will grasp and let the wind take it away from me while reading it out loud.

I will read out loud and then, again, become silent. I will look for corpses. Most surely, I won't find any corpses but just a bunch of fetal letters in my hands.