silence (2002)

Silence, not one smile,

the quiet that becomes all too loud,

 and echoes ceaselessly

into the mundane patterns of waking life

in a city of strangers,
all with searching hearts,
but not one applicable method of deployment.

Pathetic are we to carry on, but no, we have laughter.

Laughter derived from our hopeless desire for salvation.

The imbecility of such is enough entertainment 

to last more than a century, 

for the laughter shall echo for a thousand years