What is silence for you?

Bri

Silence for me is…

my seconds-apart clocks ticking out of sync

the rustling of my hamster finding warmth within her cage

the squeaking of floors both above and below me

babies crying along side their abused mothers

the building door and car doors slamming

the ting and bubble of my floor radiator

a group of birds reciting melodies

the humming of this Earth’s electricity

I listen closer, press my ears against thin air

Hear that constant siren, faint enough that I don’t careAbove

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  1. Damien posted the following on April 9, 2009 at 1:53 pm.

    For me it is the sound of smoke

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