Silence

Silence shatters sound as shamelessly as the relation reversed,
but more powerfully;
silence soaks the life from sound completely.
Chatter's broken neck lies as limp as the ripped hope for discourse
In the piled awkward of silence's hidden corners.

Eye contact is glamorous but so cursed
when accompanied on either side by silence,
A din of lead in could provide all the passion,
but when eyes meet without context
the moment has no soul.

This is what silence does during its sinister
reign over our tongues with forced second guesses
from our yearning-to-communicate minds.