I breathe as I enter the room,

A silent voice I hear,

I choke with an answer

inside my mind,

This silence is anarchy

in the middle of the room,

The sound crawls away

by the windows,

I shut my mouth

as the silence deepens,

Technology inside the hands,

In the carpet, in the light,

On your hair, on your hands,

Inside your eyes,

I crawl away

from this absolute doom,

The sleep meets the silence,

Says nothing,

And it repeats again.