Silence can be holy
Silence can be spent
Silence can be thick and fomenting
Silence can be full of contempt
Silence can be broken
Silence can be dead
Silence can be raw and deafening
Silence can sound asleep in bed
Silence can be soothing
Silence can be horror
Silence can be bruising
Silence can be borrowed
Silence can be fostered
Silence can be kept
Silence is a bastard
Silence can be wept
Silence
can be frosty
Silence can be dense
Silence can be insufferable
Silence can be lyrical and intense
Silence can be spiritual
Silence can be healing
Silence can be a miracle
Silence can be the thaw which drips
between your breathing
The star light is wheeling.
2016 - 2017 RIP (Rest in Poem)
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