The silence
23 March 2016
The silence
It charges the mind
Loaded gun
Roulette spun
Inventing reasons to see
Beyond eye’s sight space
The silence
Like a stubborn child
It wriggles
Fighting back
Refusing to cut me slack
As I compress it
The silence
Looming like a cloud
It hovers
All covers
In icy understanding
Of oncoming death
The silence
It leaks from the roof
Into bed
And breakfast
Routine of a buzzing life
Filling emptiness
The silence
It pervades matter
Engulfs me
Like dark cloak
Erasing the words we spoke
In between phrases
The silence
It gnaws like a doubt
Its teeth firm
Its jaws set
Onslaught rising at sunset
It carves my time loops
The silence
I embrace its fog
It cajoles
Caresses
Within past weave frame dresses
As I tick seconds
Reading of the poem:
Silence – Vargo
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