Silence at heart
The loud noises of clumsy speech
Pitched to the bottom of I screaming voice
Talking silence, treading lightly
Upon fat thoughts with sight cracked
The times merry gasped for a breath of conscience
Silence at heart
Times reversed, the hour lonely dropped
Who bore the smiling tear?
Of ages skinned, of bones dancing tango
Of nipples weary, whose milk feeds the flesh?
Silence at heart
She speaks of a yesterday, she hardly remembers
Dreams of today, with a collapsed thirst for tomorrow
We sigh in silence
For the Wives we will never have
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