Why I write (2)

The Silence of a bare auditorium.

I stand at the lectern prepared-
None to listen, all departed.

To the dim lit, cold corridor-
In hushed tones to ill whisper.

Empty egos network for future-
On nothingness they conjecture.

Intruders: ripples devoid of depth-
Handshakes distant, smiles in stealth.

Brags murmur, rehashed themes-
Usurpers to fame in meshed games.

I withdraw with a sigh, to write.


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