There they are, those words of yours
Right on your tongue
Just past your lips
And that’s where they’ll stay, isn’t it?
They’ll hang there, so inert and stagnant
Never to be spoken, never to be heard
I can feel them, these words
So palpable, so thick, so painfully dense
There’s nothing greater than your silence to saturate our air
Just say the word, and let it end
But no, you can’t, you won’t, these words are static
Never to be spoken, never to be heard