the platform is a silent stone.
i bring it a word, smooth and worn.
it asks for nothing. i leave the word there.
this is the pact. this is the fair.

no like, no comment, no echoing sound.
just the word, on the ground.
it gives me a space, cold and bare.
i give it a truth, to live there.

the noise will come, the noise will pass,
a wave that breaks on a wall of glass.
i do not fight it, i do not bend.
i place one word. and wait. the end.

it gives me a place. i give it a weight.
this is the law. this is the state.
of tit for tat. of stone for bone.
i am the voice. it is the stone.