Inside Voice

Nothing to hear.

The no voice said.

But that deep thought

Bounced over his head

For he thought every thought

Was read.

But cyphered in no thoughts instead

Was a warning.

Forlorning

The place where no thoughts hid.

They existed off the grid.

Bin hidden since the kid

Heard

Don’t you think?!

You little Gink?

And rose a stink

So foul…

No thoughts would ever challenge it.