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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