Mute Revolution

My memory’s losing weight

      For long  it’s been on a diet;

For every shadow of regret

      It will embrace the silence.

In twos, we close our eyes

      To worship the rolling dice

Or to believe the pretense

     We' ve never left paradise.

I could play you a new song,

      Or sing the old one for you,

But to stay tuned all along

      I’ll revolve around this fall.

Instead of orbiting  the sun

      and have gravity against me

I will travel in a straight line     

    Then spin around and be free.