The Latest Fear Of Silence Poem by RIC BASTASA

someday you may ask
'how come you have always something to say? '
as though you have always wished
that for a moment
i should have been silent

or say nothing about this world anymore
about you
about the coldness of your arm
and mine

' i have always something to say to this world'

in my silence that i have compromised with you
i could have said
that deep within my soul
there is a place without trees and shores
there are no leaves
that fall and cover my rugged land
no breeze to appease
my emptied wells

or i could have simply told you
that silence can kill me
that without the noise and my voice
i could have already been lost
in the void
that my only link to this world is a word
so many of them
and they wall me out
from the eternal threat of
an empty space
a meaningless vacuum
that has sucked many souls
into oblivion