China

Your silence impervious
 What good do tears or pleas
 My heart imperious
 In truth men are enmity
 Towards goodness and reason
 Imposing only self
 What good is a marriage
 When emptiness is felt
 The pattern if tragic
 And ode to Euripides
 Impulse had met freedom
 In another's ecstasies
 For this we are broken
 But we were cracked before
 The dishes are shattered
 Through the apartments floors
 The ashes are modern
 10 packs of cigarettes
 The phrases are hollow
 Devoid of sentiments
 Insulated unhappiness
 Loves been sacrificed
 You have your Voodoo
 And I my Hanging Christ
 You have your keeping
 Silence as a wall
 And nothing will break it
 Nor the distance of the halls
 That separates us like China's
 Great unyielding stone
 Marriage is voided
 Defaulted in the loan
 The one we had wagered
 Would give surety to try
 But there is no saving-
 There is only goodbye.