Elucidating Questions

I look to you

Look to you and think,

With what eyes do I see?

Unworthy of such silent attention

Intrigued by the sudden entrance

Where do the drops fall when other set glances over the ink that soaks each page?

Alas, the ink cannot sink into the web, but it sinks all the same.

Without shame

Without fame

Simply a place to put the thoughts who scream as they enter and scream as they leave

An empty body still naked with the words poured out into the stream

But empty

But how can it feel the love of the lonely?

But it does a small good

There cannot be a breach of the dam

It holds the secrets yet secreted

Alarm in the silent kingdom.