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The Silence I can feel is killing me...

Hissing electric cables drag on the floor,

like poisonous snakes they slowly move towards me.

They sinuously cling to my legs,

to painfully penetrate finally in my flesh.

And in my thoughts.

Chrome and cobalt tongues

tell me of distant voices,

but their indistinct whispers are just

a COLD electric hiss.

The truths they suggest

are like those of Eve’s snake,

they seduce me making me believe

I can approach knowledge.

In a plastic and silicon forest

pervaded by tiny insects

continuously chattering

with their electronic wailings

I look at least for a soul, who could

communicate with me,

but in vain.

We built our Babel,

but at what price?

The spectre of incomprehension

has been fluttering among us for a long time.

It’s a strange paradox that

in a world ruled by media

we’re no longer able

to communicate so deep

Copper in the veins,

sparkling glass in the gaze,

the cold metallic heart

beats to the rhythm of millesimal frequencies.

Pre-packed emotions,

pressed and sealed

in small sterile boxes

one hundred and sixty characters long.

I miss so much

the ocean of emotions

that I could only see in your REAL eyes.

We built our Babel,

​but what was the price?

The spectre of incomprehension

has been fluttering among us.

Flickering and pale faces

Appear like ghosts

Behind the electric veil

Of an illusion that leads only

Towards the awful silence.

It’s so very cold…

I hear only silence,

I can hear only silence

between this messy tangle of digital bodies.

Lost like a warm drop in a cold sea

made of a multitude of people

all wearing their deformed masks.

A strange sickness caught me.

Why can’t I communicate anymore?

What’s wrong with my heart?

Have I lost my soul?

Have I lost my soul?

I cannot communicate anymore.