Audio cassette
Playing monotone
Muted rain fall
Causing:
Static shots out the window
The blinds half blinking
(See the cold light swimming)
On so many faces
Stoic yet uncertain
Gasping from the last encounter
Of a muffled conversation
Where they don't remember:
What was said:
"Or what was told"
-Unclear-
To be so bold:
What to think
...or feel....
To run
Or stand still
Now they're in a quiet panic
(Seated at the table)
Coiled by their secrets
And haunted by their lies
Wonder what will live
& what will die?
What will matter if I stay alive?
& I can't hold my breath.
To break this silence.
And like a shot in the dark:
I hear myself explode.
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