silence has only one color
it is gray
scaled between the extremes of
black and white
susceptible as you must know
to the shades of
different interpretations
sometimes mine is dusky
the color of scheme and strategy
it is like a dog deprived of food
sitting on the last stair of the house
raising its head
scattering its eyes
figuring out how to steal
the goat's
clavicle....
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