No, that won’t do. A blank page will never speak

the stirs of silence that will overtake

all sense, rather than just alleviate

the daily headaches of our Twitter feed.

 

Fine. I’ll try to show you what I mean.

 

You see? Here we are. Right back again

where we left it. Dry old patterns on a screen

(or page!?), type-faced. It simply does not work.

Like an interval within a play,

maybe. After B and A’s exchange

 

They take a break. You fill in every word

when “silence” is so much more. It is, I’d say,