Do I smile or stare vacuously

Do I say hi, or do I

Affirm these feelings

Do I tell you of colourful dreams hidden

under lock and seal

Of a stoicists heart

Do I prod at this,

Which like the spider web in the rain

enchants with sparkling diamonds

Would that I could touch.

Do I prod, spit into the face of the storm

and say hi.

Or rather do i pull, and speak of taboos

Do I speak magical thoughts,

Do I ying, do I yang

Do I tug at the strings of a cowering

heart

Do I prod, do I pull

Start with a hello and seal our doom