I was swimming under Gravity
Over the night-time lights
Fear was beating in my vitality
Where is Love
I could not feel It in the wind
A distant breeze
It sang a nocturne of immoralities
The dreary Szilencersx
They stole my loved one's gentle sound
She tried to speak, but was as quiet as a tomb
I left her side quickly as to not catch the Silence on my lips
I ran to the park where the village was gathered
I warned them that my love's sounds
Had dropped dead to the Infinite
But, then they languorously crept into my peoples' mouths
And I ran
Isn't it baffling that the Silence had not caught him
It floated over our character like a specter... and off it went
Throughout his Universe it spread... like an inferno of Nothing
Those Infiltrators caused quite a stir...
Crawling on the ceilings like an arachnid from the Ninth Level
THE DREARY ABODE