Cacophony

Don't say a word

Not because I know what you mean

Not because I've heard you say this before

But in this semblance of Democracy

It's like a vacuum for what you overheard

Don't say a word

Don't call me back

Not because I didn't call

Because I'm busy watching TV on my day off

And you might startle me with rational words

Contradicting all the news I just heard

So don't call me back

Now a word is tense and bare

Like a trigger just a hair away from being pulled

You know I can't pretend to know how this is going to end But don't you feel like you're being fooled?

But you don't say a word

Are you at work?

I called this morning but I guess I was late

Now we're both waiting for the day that the dreams wane

With possibilities permanently sealed

Atrophied after their purpose revealed:

To keep you at work

Have you gone out?

I called but the place was too loud

Cacophony, I couln't make out

If you wanted me over tonight

Another private tease as sense comes by daylight?

Or we could go out

Nouns pass for narration and camp sights for nations

But you're just driving out of range

You struggle with phone, but it doesn't matter, I'm not home

Besides, I've got nothing to say

Don't say a word