*** A middle-aged couple throws the dice on one last chance for romance. But are they really interested in each other, or the story they tell on social media? *** 

We’re drawing the blinds - it’s mid afternoon

We’ve waited forever and everything’s new

The boutique hotel - but you’ve nothing to say

Your face is a picture entitled dismay

Time is precious when the arrow flies

Wait, wait, wait, and the moment dies

Grind my gears until the cogs run slow

I’m adding to the list of things that you’ll never know

The error is null, the warning a void

I guess you like the silent treatment

I got the red flag, attention span drag

I’m giving you the silent treatment

You’re wasting my time, I step in the shallows

So proud of those tales of streets broad and narrow

A desolate angel, a real happy ending

Elliptical spaces...

Ongoing conversations with transactional friends

Time so tight in this demanding life

Life takes planning and there’s no rewind

This is space that you can’t seem to use

Decisions to be made and I’m not seeing you move

A glistening icefield, a blanket of snow

I’m giving you the silent treatment

Don’t mind if you stay, don’t care if you go

You’ll never understand the silent treatment

Scenting the breeze of a cool atmosphere

The taxi pulls up by the door

I’m signing my name in the guestbook in Morse

A glass of champagne, yes I’m sure

Impervious look that your story demands

I can’t hear you talk with your hands.

So that’s why it’s calledThe silent treatment.