i dislike the
silence
it is cloying
sucking the life
from my soul

the only thing
i dislike more
is the incessant chatter
of other people
like me
that cannot stand
the silence

so maybe it isn’t
the quiet
so much that
i really dislike
just the lack
actual conversation
that is grinding
my patience
and slowly killing
my soul

that seems to be
rather more likely
i say to myself
disappointed
i am the only one
i have to talk to
as i write another
fucking poem
for the goddamned world
to happily ignore