What Passes For Silence
(Donald)
She knows how pathetic it looks
She’s read it in books
And seen it in strangers
Eyes on the fickle spring skies
Awaiting the moment eveything changes
Unsure what to hope for when it does
What the hell happened last night?
Their first ever fight
And those far away sirens
She sighed to herself “for fuck’s sake”
Lying awake in what passes for silence
Matching her breathing to his
What she’s wondering is:
How did they come to this?
How did they come to this?
How did they come to this?
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