The silence of solitude
                                                        ­                  The stillness of solidarity
The motion of the crowd                                                          ­                
The misery of the down
                                                         Waking eyes
Blistered seclusion                                                      ­            
Wandering eyes
                                                    Blissfu­l servitude
Tongues glued                                              
To frozen poles
                                     Latitude
Longitude                                        
­Boredom
                                                         ­  The ability to erase memories
The ability to ease intentions                                                     ­       
Does an exit exist?