nothingness

 
it was night of the deadhead  
in the jilted light I was awkward
damned by the silence I spoke
I uttered nothingness into being and nobody heard
 
it didn't matter really
 
the timeline skip and the noise was deafening  
someone was trying to murder a whore
everyone watched, no one saw
 
in an alley in the middle of nowhere
she struggle under the scrutiny of the gawkers
lewdly they gobble her pain  
she cried they applaud
 
it was odd my scream should shatter the ensuing quiet
surprised it escaped my mouth at all
aghast next to the pale light of failure
 
I cursed...another dead night...fuck
nothing much to talk about