Silence

We don’t trade in words
We trade in silence
I let your face do the talking
I will be a witness to your fate
Your dilemma won’t be cured by love
There is no logic to what you want
You don’t fit in with your concept of life
Your absurdity is no longer an alien concept
This densely populated area is weighing on you
Nothing turns you on like solemn rituals
A prison shower
A hospital bed check
A funeral procession
Your wild imagination come to life
Finally
A smile on your face
MY VICTORY