I can say no more,
For there is no more to say.
Right? There's nothing left to delve into?
Is there really nothing left to utter,
After the guests have left?
Are you really gonna ignore me because
You cannot find anything talented to
Talk about?
There is no more to say,
To say the least of saying more.
Yes, your mouth has become flustered
And dry and dead and the words
That once perched on your tongue
Have all left in mad flight.
You sat there,
Saying nothing for too long,
And he sat there,
And she sat there,
And the three of them sat there
And you said nothing.
You just said nothing.
Your mouth garbled a sigh
And corrupted a sentence to not come out.
All you did was hopelessly itch your butt
And smile.
Your smile cannot speak the words you
Long to say.
You had a chance to change,
Isn't that what this is all about?
Do you really want to know what I think,
Because I will tell you what I think?
January 23, 2004
Suge
*A conversation involving me and my subconscious mind.