Deafening Silence

The words died on your lips

No voice not lost

In the deafening silence


Nothing felt

For those empty promises

Forgoing Inevitability


Finding that reason

Reason to bleed

The human condition in it’s enormity


Nothing left to say

When every word

Lost in the maelstrom


No matter this number

Of words written or spoke

Give meaning to emptiness


Experiencing in

100 years

What could be found in 30


Best time to live

With every advantage

Never to do anything worthy of recollection


With such small a world

So few are special

None unique



Does not a wise man make

Wonderland rubrics

When all competition is a neighbor

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