Martin Menefee is a triplet from Montgomery Alabama. He is studying philosophy, contemplative studies, religious studies, and poetry at Brown university. He loves poetry and spoken word. His ideal job would be a prophet- there should be more around don't you think?

The Title is for the Untitled (July 20, 2011. Issue 29.)

This is my manifesto
For everything  unsaid

For you and me failing to be more
Than physics of empty places
For thoughts failing to be more
Than words like "empty" "pauses"
For metaphor failing to be more
Than meta of these empty braces
Manifestos of feelings of us
In recurring empty spaces
I am manifest-

                        Oh
Let these words convey
More than this form of black on paper
Of noise exiting my head
Let these words convey
The emptiness
Forming black
Forming noise
Let the emptiness fill you like you,
Be the universe
Hanging above, behind, within
The stillness,
Of all the empty spaces

Let my words be more
Than a sculpture trapped in form;
An unattended gravestone,
Waiting to be forgotten
To return to earth

Hear the silent plea
Oh, draws you closer

Come breathe it in
Come breathed in it

Closer! Come closer!
Bury yourself inside

Be the silence of my plea
Be the forgotten

                        In this
We can be the empty spaces
Forming a silent plea
Between these lines
For us to
Stand or fall
For everything;
Unsaid