Elucidating Questions

I finally realised

Why my accent comes out

Remarkably easy without a doubt

The “West Coast” accent

I find it so harsh and in a conversation with an

Irish

British et al

Australian

New Zealander

It comes out when the conversation besides to sound

Like a saw on wood in a noisy shop versus a coursing river in a green den

A quiet evening breeze through the silent rolling hills

The rush of the river splitting the once silent nighttime city in half

A night under the stars while the bugs sing their songs

None of the things fit together so I try the softer one

The one I like better the one that phases in and out like an echo from the past past

I don’t really know the story

But they were slaves

And I am homesick

Because they were slaves