Are You Talking to Me?
...I feel nothing from you
nothing from your look
nothing from your touch
but I think I heard in a song once
that “nothing ain’t nothing, if it ain’t free”.
and God damn it lady, I’ve spent a fortune on you.
so then there’s something
I mean we have something right?
It’s may not be crystal clear
but I am sure
if we discuss it long enough
we’ll figure out what it is
but conversation for you
is always an internal battle
you’re so worried about
not being smart enough
that you sound like an idiot
I promise
this time
I’ll sit
smile
and listen
Please
tell me your side
your silence is your only sentence
my sentence is
the two years I have spent battling this silence
baby, I don’t know what to say
you sit here
on the chair in the corner
with your dark hair draped over one shoulder
That’s so sexy…
I am having a hard time thinking
but I guess I should focus.
so focus I will
my attention is yours.
Hmm,
so silence
with just a hint of whimper
is your speech.
Well, that it is hard
is a hard argument to dispute
is it not?
It’s “hardness” matches the looks you are flashing me
But again
it’s not a competition
it’s a conversation
scratch that it’s a monologue.
