Once There Was A Bitch Named Poetry

Voiceless

he shouted in silence

spitting pretty words to her magnanimous ears

he shouted and wailed

while she laughed and failed

to make him shut up

shut the fuck up

she failed and laughed

he shouted and puffed

but there was no sound

no sound whatsoever

to hear them both

no sound, not a scratch

of the pretty words,

of the deafening silence,

of the wails and laughs

but they still shouted

but no sound came up.