whisper in silence, do not whisper to me
do not whisper about them, they will hear you
the lizard tongues of jealous minds
the insecure rattling of broken dreams
mirrors upon mirrors, screens upon screens
drip upon drip, on littered broke dreams
filtered daylight streams as dust dances in
dust stirred from wings as the mocking bird sings
lie still your tongues, with your poisonous drips
do not forget the universe, be Karma
you may bury your head and bury the dead
but your words that are heard will haunt you
remember Peter, his mother once said
do not say anything at all
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