Since nothing matters,

Since nothing matters,

Opinions are two a penny

Plucked

Out of thin air

Every single one

A rich vein

Of righteous indignation

The answers capitalised

Exclamation marks

Are the loudest

Louder than you think

Punctuated

The creak of rusty springs

On a dead man’s bed !!!

A primal scream

The final cut

The closing of the cell door

Too many prisoners

Wait in the dark

For permission

To speak

Words are not

Obligatory

They are shadows

Of meaning

Which is more than

Just gilding

Lilies are best left

On the coffin lid

They brook no

Argument

Mumbles is a fishing village

In Wales

I never heard a bad word

About it

Whisper it

As you will,

Barely audible

Without emphasis

Or a full stop

Every point I make

Is of equal value.