By: Charles Aldux

8/31/2022

Silent Voices

I’m lost in an environment.

Although I carry a chronometer,

I haven’t a clue of the amount of time I’ve spent.

Something I regret.

And the people adjacent…

They open their mouths and communicate.

But their silent utterances fill my mind with hesitations.

And imbibe in me the desire to utter ululations.

So, I feel I am caught in the dirty web of frustration.

As I don’t even hear a single utterance.

Feeling as if caught amid a trance.

But there is no drug to explicate…

The feelings caught amidst this drama.

It fills me with confusion and delusion.

Also filling me with hatred.

Knowing that there is no solution.

That my desire to fix it willn’t be sated.

And the worst part of this credenda.

Is that I cannot make this up like a pretenda’.

And I must live through all this madness.

The madness of confusion without a preclusion.