i am the one
who sits back to watch
the apocalypse
not delighting in destruction-
simply apathetic
at the worst of times
who soliloquizes silently,
handpicking syllables and synonyms
ripe and bursting with hidden meaning
from the lexicon at
the back of her head
who lives for noise but won’t open her mouth
instead dancing nimble fingers
over black and white keys
creating shades of grey
like shades of stone and metal,
a self-built prison
with bars of music never shared
and concrete words unspoken
but still misunderstood
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written f24jun2011.
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