Friday, October 2, 2015

The sound of silence

bouncing off electrons
tapping with my fingertips in space
a strange dance; shapes light moving to the silent music 
all saying nothing
all saying wrong
you were wrong all along
you'll always be wrong
and that's all right
it's going to take a while 
the business of busyness
occupying everything
This sentence of living and dying.

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