Silence
is a weapon
to kill
hollow words.
I see them
shrink and shrivel
in fearful anticipation
of meaning – being
hurled at them-
being disrobed
of fanciful costumes-
while their inertia
will expose
much-dreaded
emptiness.
There is
no body or soul
beneath the clothes –
farcical judgements ….

the first stanza is brilliant Reena
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Thank you so much!
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