The Psychological Kind (Poetry)

Silent Judgement

Why so quiet-

and abnormally dull?

I am talking to or at you

But not a flicker of expression

Passes across the stone

Why the judgement

in blank eyes,

And the laughter

You conspire

Because she is watching too

and do you think I am a fool?

Why the silent stare

when I am speaking to you

I would like a fucking answer

Or aknowledgement, expression?

But your face turns away

My eyes are shrouded in red

(©P.H.Dyer 2013+)