Andrés Garcia

Quiet

Pensive minds withholding deep thoughts

Loud mouths divulging much of nothing

Our minds cannot connect all the dots

A ghastly mirage is whats haunting.


One look outside & the world is gone

Every day a new beginning to inspire

A constant fight to see this new dawn

Remove the haste that led us haywire.


Mind fogging verbalizations feel untrue

The sensing of another soul lost in time

Stranger than the elephant going coo-coo

I cannot see you behind the slime.


The wicked incantation from these words

Led us to forget what we were

Use them wisely with much rigor in

Let us not end deep in the underworld.


A sixth sense seems all but forgotten

Do not listen to those with the answer

Truth to them is always ill-gotten

A two step of lies for those with no sensor.

The answer does not lay with the supreme

Nor does it await hidden in a cliff

The answer feels like a negative within a scream

Never have I ever felt this glib.


Yet here we are putting two & two together

Dancing around breaths not meant for us

Unifying our thoughts into its full splendor

Here we are in the dark woods feeling quite so snug.