not a word

November 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

i was born in silence

because i have no words for life

not a sound

or a click

maybe movements i have

those that i am tiptoe-ing

i am not making a sound

sound often becomes permanent

sometimes i will be sitting alone and will think that someone is calling me

sometimes i’ll find myself listening to a story that was told a long long time ago

it’s just now that it traveled my way

finally it reached me



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