silence speaks

A million told apologies

yet none will stick the landing

too bo-legged for approval

or too gauche for understanding

When the mourning of behaviours had

‘round undeserving few

took a toll on every thought you had

about the world in you

And you tell her you’re so sorry

It will not happen again

She’s still laughing with her friend

They both know you’re full of shit

And your BS came out oozing

in the form of paper-pen

You engage in silly arguments

with tiny paper men

You’re a tiny paper tiger

in a warring world of flames

And the very least you tried to do

was ask her for her name

You both wish it stopped right there

But you had to check the cheeks

thinking talking was an option

to a soul whose silence speaks