the abundance of silence

It’s funny how we both opt
For a slow ease of death
Instead of a fast, quick blow

The boats on your bedsheet
With their one-two-threes
The smokes billowing

If you accepted silence for an answer
Then you’d find it in abundance
As proof of my feelings for you

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