suns and daughters

you see us

were counting the drops
on bus windows
that gravity had it’s way with

were drowning out the distant cacophony
of a hundred kitchen appliances

and when we achieve a totalitarian silence
we can ignore ourselves too

you see

were living in our differences
obscuring thoughts
censoring words
and gifting language
to its natural form

you see

we know that it was
the single parents
that bred a culturally sterile generation
to be raised by billboards
to be misunderstanding
and to be misunderstood

still we can not blame the deceived
or the messenger

you see us

we are the suns and daughters
of a hedonistic blindness