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