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the sound of silence
okay so today like so many times we fought
no broken china spilled curry or even blood
no torn notebooks or splinters of what used
to be beautiful cellphones with crystal display
showing the radiant face of the lover
there was none of that shit
no residue warcry
nothing
there was only silence
staticstoicsolid
that wrung my innards
till bile gushed with every breath
in tiny volcanic spurts
and more silence
which saturated me to a point
where my head hit the door knob
thrice while wanting to get out
of the crapper that got smaller
every five minutes
never knew what you meant
when you asked me to go home
memory lapse i would say
i did not have one
not without you
if you meant the box
or maybe hell
fair enough
though
solitary
that is
but
of course
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