Silence

there's a sound creeping

outside the metal door

levitating through

the vacuum of silence

a disturb mind

write's with a trembling hand

and as the story

calls its end

certain instability

it sends

there's a sound another one

may be someone's walking now

may there's a cat running down

for all the shattered glass and

all the fierce argument

a mind of black, empty and mad

needs a silent treatment