greys wrapped in toils, wrapped in foils, clumsily toppled into a rubble,
to fumble,
into conversation;
clues kissed by ears
hints missed by fears,

crowded hallways,
crowded rooms,
arms folded into halves
body busy, body unlistening,
crouched and close,
taking too much room for what thoughts and will scream;
because in a moment you feel;
nobody, nothing, nobody, and nothing.

senses to swallow
secluded in a second of noise, suffocation, static;
feet glued to the floor,
everything is at every decibel and
to be heard is only a thousand silences