Silence's Soul

Escaping from yourself

There is a silence that escapes me,

like an old friend

enchanting me with lilacs,

scaring my wits on horror's horizon.

Feeling a little revenge

I muster my lies in neat rows,

Big ones, little ones, middles ones,

I sneak around my own silence,

lick my chops,

dive into the emptiness of sounds

lasting a moment.

We laugh coming up from the noise of our souls

singing like the son-of-a-b*****s we are.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh i like this...silence is enchanting, but the fairy tale ends when i open my mouth...nothing but lies....and emptiness....

no happy endings.