The spaces between speeches speak the loudest- the absence of eloquence says the mostest, Long pauses on long days – are like mid-summer rains; lets get drenched in this 

Turn on that muted switch. 

Living for the empty spaces where our silent energies collide –

Wavelengths of silence and unspoken words,

Between the dullest of commas lies the brightest of worlds,

It’s quiet but it’s not because we’re not talking – I’m telling all truths 

When nothing is everything, everything is nothing – and then I can finally hear you