a soul is a resonant chamber.

those who are hollow,
and walk about hungry,
are not so soulless
as those who are filled
with the solidity of themselves.

if the right vibration comes
there will be a stirring in
the empty places;
the dead shall speak,
shall sing.

it will fall dead across
the stuffed to bursting ears-
to them, the sound will be flat
as flat as faces stretched
like water balloons.

those who are hollow
should not despair.
soul is a resonant chamber.
and it is the song of songs
waiting to shake the world
alive.