Silence is a lonely sound

Though louder than one might think

In crowded bars I try to drown

its scream as it waits for me

at the bottom of my drink.

 

Silence greets me at my gate.

He turns the lock, lets me in.

He crushes me with unceasing weight

upon my chest. As I plea

for relief he stares his toothless grin.

 

And I am alone…again

 

 

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