I have a taste for quietness

Feb 18, 2008 11:13

.... shhhhh
Right now...
Shh it's quiet in here..
I hear the petals falling off the flowers
he gave me for my love on the day
a year ago when he threw up in my bed
and we began all of this
they fall onto the newspaper below
read
and wet
from walking on it from the balcony
the constant drip from the leaky hot water faucet, now into a pool of its own
the running of the fish tank soothing
the occasional wind outside carrying the moisture around
dexter my baby that isn't a baby at all.. kind of just squeaking
the fridge just stopping running
it was running and running
humming away keeping me feel like i'm invisible with my typing noise
but now
i feel open and vulnerable
i hear the space bar different than the other keys
just hopping in between my words
its just mundane quiet....
its as quiet at it gets here
last night i sat outside in the rain just to hear some quiet
its never quiet
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