Hieroglyphic Silence

Our voice rings
In music that stings
Through magnetic waves
With jolts it saves

The night knew us
Reveling in its curse
We spoke for hours
Making it ours

Listening to blank stares
No boundaries or fears
But conversations of everything
Now I hear nothing

My sobs threaten thunder
While I dial your number
I try not to weep
My comfort is a bleep…

Vera