Rainy right where I begin
The wind knocks about the fences overthrowing some of them
Only the leaves are strong enough
To resist his flirting and temptations
A strange emptiness in my head
Like a weariness of material
Thoughts dancing with the wind somewhere
Left me with conviction that
Silence is sexy
Watching my hands
Red striped knuckles
As if banged and blown through a wall
Me
I've just rat raced someone's words
Two at a half-price
Three for two
And the thoughts
That abandoned me somewhere on the road
And won't come back
Silence
Silence is sexy
