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Silent sentence
The silence is deafening
pounding this cartoon anvil
lodged somewhere in my head
echoing through empty chambers
A loud dose of nothing
calls to me in voiced undertones
resonating with the volume
of butterfly wings pinned to a board
My clouded eyes look,
hoping my ears are mistaken
wishing for only a sound
vibrating in this vast glass hallway
Wave lengths in shorter shadows
collect on mesh grilles
protecting weathered speakers
cracked and taped…yellowed
Tiny dots felt of faulting fingers
braile’d emotions screaming
along a page of discomfort…blistering,
dog eared for no reason at all
Stillness…that is all…stillness
no wind, no color, no movement,
as I wait for this that shall not come
alone…perhaps unheard by others
This it seems shall be my existence,
written in quiet ink…invisible to most
no lemon juice tricks this time
as I serve my sentence…in silence
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC
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Silent sentence
The silence is deafening
pounding this cartoon anvil
lodged somewhere in my head
echoing through empty chambers
A loud dose of nothing
calls to me in voiced undertones
resonating with the volume
of butterfly wings pinned to a board
My clouded eyes look,
hoping my ears are mistaken
wishing for only a sound
vibrating in this vast glass hallway
Wave lengths in shorter shadows
collect on mesh grilles
protecting weathered speakers
cracked and taped…yellowed
Tiny dots felt of faulting fingers
braile’d emotions screaming
along a page of discomfort…blistering,
dog eared for no reason at all
Stillness…that is all…stillness
no wind, no color, no movement,
as I wait for this that shall not come
alone…perhaps unheard by others
This it seems shall be my existence,
written in quiet ink…invisible to most
no lemon juice tricks this time
as I serve my sentence…in silence
