I Care What You Think

A Poem

I care what you think

It’s not a question or a statement A promise or a threat It’s a fact And I sink

From all the words you throw, Like bullets in the revolver Of the record We play

On repeat

You scream of the vapid-ness In society Without a reflection in sight But your cries land like ripples

In the sea

Sure, we could be better Sure, it’s me Sure, it’s free Sure, I see

All the fetter

But aren’t we all in chains? Chasm reverberates With the sounds of The useless train.

I would leave you know

That’s not a promise or a threat It’s not a statement or a fact It’s a secret If I keep

Caring what you think.