There is eloquence in non-spoken words
in the soul of the heart of a sentence
there is rythm in the silence
and there are strings to be broken

on the guitar of life, play it sharp
sing a song about the past but dwell
and dwell on what's gone
for that seems trusted and the future is fading
contradiction evolving in my fingers

No structure, no reason, just you
me, the paper and the world
green big planet with trees
and birds with their tweeting
twittertweeting, facebook beeping
first rhyme, rules are prime

Don't tell me lies but truth either
for it is the opposites and opposites attract
stay neutral, stay you
right now, not tomorrow

where is this going
you going
we going
wrong form of 'to be'
fuck shakespeare