(inspired by @lucyspet)
i miss silence
and the untold hours
that i spent
in its company
plumbing its secrets
i miss its stark certainty
and its merciless calm
the cadence
of its voice
the way the warmth
of its breath
silenced me
the way it harbored me
like a refugee of the night
and how
it would scatter
at the slightest sound
just like mice
when you turn on
a light
there were times
it was so tangible
i could touch it
but now
amid clamor
and chaos
din and drone
it is hard to find
apart from sleep
which is fleeting
i grieve its passing
as you would
mourn a friend
i miss silence
more than most anything
you can name
i miss silence
and i struggle
to maintain mine.
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