A Venture Into Silence.

I lurk among the abandoned things,

Tip toeing across these dimly lit halls,

White.

Tiles cold on soft, tired feet

Eyes.

Pass by me in the halls

Half truths. (Half true?)

Understandable gibberish. (mostly misconstrued?)

Question marks. (of some sort?)

Placed where? they do not belong

Periods? Scattered in ellipsis

Never? arrive when called upon

Existing.

In bursts of silence,

Filling.

Like sadness in our foundations.

 

Will someone crank up the car radio?

White.

Noise in the background.

Perfect.

 

 

 

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