No one

Nor two,
lost and found
betrayed here
then there they
come again,
came again,
will I ever
become your
perfect public
if I just nod?
Now, allowed,
just that same old
behaviour I was
expected.
So no one in front of me,
there you are
vacating runaways
pretending we talked
about the same things
in spitetspite,
spitting an old
language to fulfill
our emptiness