Cannot grin and bear it, these
Queries, insincere, beget unheard answers. So, I will
Unsubscribe from the empty loop of frustration, become
Attentive to my own voice, screaming for a way out.
Involuntary invisibility transforms into insouciant escape:
Now I will make my exit before the
Transient tourist trap returns, leaving me gasping,
Anxious and dizzy, sick as the claque.
Never safe to open, silently I retreat from these mindless
Circles, shaken loose from the habitual, leaving you to
Entertain the silence.