Hush me again, I can’t stand it.


How, in the words we never speak, will you hear me?

In fear we hide dark quiet some more

even less

Less we know in stillness, that we speak not, we touch never, we aim, we wait.

Let drift into our river

pebbles, as thoughts, only sounding near the surface

Those below, far below never heard, seldom seen

though without them our bed would wash wash away

they hold


the water

in us both


– for The Sound of Silence  writing challenge.


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