Quiet Not Blind

Sitting in a room all too my self enjoying the scenery

Letting the world travel by mind in my own thoughts as the wired passes by.


I could hear the shouts and the voices around me

The subtle office politics and jibes.

The knife’s in the stomach

The love lust flirtous gaze

The vouyerism the narcissistic gaze

I was quiet but not blind

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