Silence is piercing and shrill
It is not silence
It is a wordless reminder
That you are alone
It speaks
It slithers
It wraps a coil of distortion
Around your throat
And I never knew you
Until I knew myself
And I regret the electricity
That keeps us alive
Wanting nothing else
Green bicycle
Tires screaming dead
I left you for dead
Unless that was my body
I lost it
And when I speak into my head
I leave your ear on the phone
Silence so loud
We already know
We know
We know
We know
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