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I saw an old farmhouse It reminded me more of a home than just a house I pictured myself living there I pictured having the windows shut and the curtains drawn closed I imagined silence Behind this house there was a big mountain Snow white clouds spilling over the peak like pouring milk There was that silent sound again Back inside I pictured an old black bakelite telephone in the passage Only I knew the number I could phone out But there would be no incoming calls I've chosen it this way The kitchen is cozy and modest A *** plant in the windowsill The television and radio have been stacked inside the ceiling They have become dust collectors The only sound is the ticking of the clock It doesn't matter if it runs down Time is not important here Not in this space I eat   I think I go for a walk I return I drink a cup of tea It's late afternoon and the sun wants to retire I read I think some more I turn out the light I go to sleep and forget
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Jun 19, 2023
Jun 19, 2023 at 5:35 PM UTC
The Muted Bird
I saw an old farmhouse It reminded me more of a home than just a house I pictured myself living there I pictured having the windows shut and the curtains drawn closed I imagined silence Behind this house there was a big mountain Snow white clouds spilling over the peak like pouring milk There was that silent sound again Back inside I pictured an old black bakelite telephone in the passage Only I knew the number I could phone out But there would be no incoming calls I've chosen it this way The kitchen is cozy and modest A *** plant in the windowsill The television and radio have been stacked inside the ceiling They have become dust collectors The only sound is the ticking of the clock It doesn't matter if it runs down Time is not important here Not in this space I eat   I think I go for a walk I return I drink a cup of tea It's late afternoon and the sun wants to retire I read I think some more I turn out the light I go to sleep and forget
sean achilleos 19-06-23
#life#live#breathe#think#silence
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SeanAchilleos
50/M/Southern Africa
Jun 19, 2023
Jun 19, 2023 at 5:35 PM UTC
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