A new Friend
the roaring silence
in a world so blunt
dullness is the name
promise is the game
to fallow me an exit
to give me a sign
maybe a reap poppies
all is same
just to stop
the roaring silence
no taste or desire
just ringing
empty echoes
far away chanting
some incantation
to never stop
to never fade away
maybe it is time
