All day she
mooches about the house
mouthing invisible
words
(a little human
goldfish) .
'Tilly...just what
are you doing? '
'Shhhh...I'm listening
to the sound of the sound
...when it doesn't come out! '
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sound-of-the-sound-for-lyn/
