narcissistic you…

pensive –

hypocritically – contrite –

you stand alone,

a bastion of solitude in a sea of outstretched hands…

demure in your self-proclaimed in-culpability.

astonishingly – obtuse.

devoid of even a trace of empathy,

i watch as you bask in your

self-righteous piety –

seemingly unaware of the absurdity –

oblivious of your own flagrant nonentity!

of windows unopened and keys without locks…

what purpose –

words.

manipulated expression designed to un-intend.

regardless the inquisition –

in spite of implied affirmation –

sometimes the only resolution comes from silence.

and if,

by chance –

you feel disconnected –

disallowed –

pushed outside the doorway of necessary,

perhaps your key was not designed to fit the lock –

just maybe,

the door was never meant to open…