Awkward Silence Poem by Elle Barr
And so here we are again,
In the same room,
Doing the same thing,
Enjoying the same state.
I think that we always agree,
To act this way,
Every single opportunity.
When we both can't think,
of what to say,
of what to do,
and how to act.
When we both sit still,
Listening to others talk,
Feeling each others presence.
When we can't even talk,
with each other,
When the way to speak,
With one another,
is through a friend.
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
'Mia: Don't you hate that?
Vincent: Hate what?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullsh*t? In order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia: That's when you know you found somebody really special, when you can just shut the f*ck up for a minute, and comfortably share silence.' - -Pulp Fiction
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