Invisible What am I? I’m the third person in any couple. There’s another of me, they say four’s a crowd. I am the one that never speaks to the other, What I want to say remains unsaid Even though many words are spoken. But the absence of my words, and theirs Screams above demanding attention, […]
Quiet acceptance of failure, withdrawal into self. Embrace components of inept design, begin the process of forgetting. Back to square zero, a place of no prospects. The world is empty.