Silence weighs so heavy
Like a conscience
Like a hunger
Like a baby
Vacuous and greedy
Devouring and needy
And totally insatiable
I could talk of death here
But why lighten the mood
For silence is a serious thing
A damning thing
Immaculate
Incapable of compromise
And unforgiving
No movement is possible
For silence is
As solid as space
A rare and terrible concept
And this perfection
Is unutterably arid
Only time is worse
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 7:24 AM UTC
Silence weighs so heavy
Like a conscience
Like a hunger
Like a baby
Vacuous and greedy
Devouring and needy
And totally insatiable
I could talk of death here
But why lighten the mood
For silence is a serious thing
A damning thing
Immaculate
Incapable of compromise
And unforgiving
No movement is possible
For silence is
As solid as space
A rare and terrible concept
And this perfection
Is unutterably arid
Only time is worse
A rewrite of a very old poem
