Sunday, December 6, 2009

The Sound Of Silence


I miss nuisance
I cannot bare this any longer
I miss your straight answers
I’d pay to see the worst dancers
At least that comes along with some sound
I wish you’d talk to me
Say something
My hearts beats faster at the hearing of nothing
Is it that you can’t really hear me speak?
Or this is supposed to be another mystique?
I cannot bare this any longer
There I go again repeating myself like a fish monger
Shouting and crying out loud
Do you want people around so you can create a scene in front of the crowd?
The sound of silence is creepy
It’s the only noise that can keep me awake no matter how tired or sleepy
What happened to discussing and yelling and scolding me?
I’ll trade that for anything today because now that would be the equivalent of you holding me
The sound of silence won’t go away
It makes me unnerving and won’t leave unless, I hope, you tell me what you want to say
I never thought I’d have the hunger for your anger but the sound of silence just whet my appetite to eat your words




Copyright (c) Aubrey Aidoo 2009

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