Perfect words never said

It was so loud as the monkeys danced attempting communication for words to come and yet they could not describe nor articulate with which they felt

They stared into the eyes of another and in frustration they were silent and knew the enunciation they had been trying and with this cease of speech and noise they knew

Cars roared down the street with men and women carried inside and anger and rage came across their faces

In the ignoring of each other

A non-communicate corridor

Their new tech was useless in its walls

Nor did the speech they wished they knew the words in the page of their minds

They met with lips and blind eyes and love was the word echoed across the cab where cars passed by

Honking hooting

Beeping booing

They did not care as the explosions of themselves and others struck them at g-forces

There was never a more perfect thing said than nothing even when it was necessary

Silence was the perfect words never said