speech this!

he asked me 'do u give a shit about FACTS?'
'I couldn't sound better myself' I replied.
'Good, ignorance is the beginning of Perfection, young man'

Then our images made love with the Light, in a voyeuristic darkness. we cracked every word who slipped trough the images.
then we raped words. they shouted in nonsense. our ears melted. she was all eyes. my third one blinded.

'do u feel free from words now?' I asked. nobody answered.