Golden Silence

There is so much going on in my head, silence would be golden. 

The car windows rolled down
I was feeling free,
driving round town. And then,
then he noticed me. Pulled up in front,
looking in his rear view mirror…
made me feel fine.

So what brought about this manic diatribe? Plenty.  Some say i’m crazy.

Call me crazy
its okay
i’ll admit i’m crazy -anyway

Besides, i’m in good company
so to speak
i wear this crown -with honor.

Golden silence
all i ever asked for
and there’s no way out of his spell.

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