"Whispers"
There are whispers in shot of our ears
We tune in to try and cut out the static
Is it we want to hear
Do we really have it
Everyone’s trying to confirm
It spreads as does a Microsoft worm
Everybody is compromised
Drunk on gossip
Whispers in our ears
Tell us what we want to hear
The only one who knows has a blank stare
Observing lips moving from a glass
Ash tray up to his eyes like a giant lens
Feeling as if he’s staring at a fish bowl
They don’t know he knows
They think he’s dumb
He’s the only one though
He doesn’t need to whisper
His pulse is a voodoo drum
September 24, 2018
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