through the sidewalks
they all gather round
only lurking
should I speak in publicity's turf
indeed my tongue would suffer its bravery
shoulder softly sways
crossing paths along another
a hats tilt their only response
one hand dangling before them
like serpents oh so welcoming
one hand posing behind them
withering with devotion to hypocrisy
they do not posses ears to listen
they do not desire eyes to see
so I write about them
with these soundless words
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 3:14 AM UTC
through the sidewalks
they all gather round
only lurking
should I speak in publicity's turf
indeed my tongue would suffer its bravery
shoulder softly sways
crossing paths along another
a hats tilt their only response
one hand dangling before them
like serpents oh so welcoming
one hand posing behind them
withering with devotion to hypocrisy
they do not posses ears to listen
they do not desire eyes to see
so I write about them
with these soundless words