Her Silence

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Maybe just maybe he did not know any better
but to think her
blind
deaf and totally dumb
dead as a doorknob she must be
To believe every foolish thing Coming out of his tongue That exits his mouth Of this tomb of an old tale told by lovers that remind
she
of a tryst
of folklore
remembering itself
Helen of Troy style
acting a fool
while
Playing a man
on these heroic
lands of
Cowardice stance
she felt the stab of the air as
his contacts
stuck in what he stuck out
while unzipping his pants to enter another
Sweet brother
of
Shark shank
redemption