and it was quiet
the air still
thoughts racing
the feeling demure
what brings this tranquil ocean
to my doorstep
impending pain?
the cusp of happiness
life and its solemn slivers?
what?
I wait for the crackle
of the phone
the twitter sounds
birds chirping
whistling wonders
nothing happens
is anyone alive?
where is the world?
where is the noise and humdrum
the bustle and rustle
why is it so quiet?
should I be afraid?
© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,8 days ago
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