"Be quiet the doctor's wife said gently, let's all keep quiet, there are times when words serve no purpose, if only I, too, could weep, say everything with tears, not have to speak in order to be understood."
-- Blindness, Jose Saramago
"Doc tried calling her name but of course words out here were only words."
-- Inherent Vice, Thomas Pynchon
Of course out here words were just words, and we
we were trying not to speak, to weep only, say all things with tears
with tears themselves verbal
shining on the surface
of our lachrymose exchange