08 October 2009

Wordless


wordless
I guess we ran out of talk –
the who’s that and what does it mean
stuff we used to survive on 



and the unrequited repartee
which burdens silence still
as tacitly cynical clich├ęs 



this debris seems greater
than leavings of
just two disaffected souls 



like take-away scraps
balanced on the lips
of wordless garbage bins
© 26 August 2009, I. D. Carswell