I With Silence Lie

I with silence lie

Sorrow just like my sorrow

Cries just like my cries

Laughter- oh like an echo rises into the sky

Silence with- I lie

Golden at times and at times moldy

Hallow like deeper than air in a cave

And a cast of ants dancing to Silence

I would love to see

Myself receiving the message that it delivers

But it’s my state to be

To lie and wait for (my) silence

In the midst of the night even sounds manifest

Leaving even less room for my silencing port

So if I thought at once, the shutting of eyes or

The shooting of thoughts would have silence

At my door, all these knocks at my door…

Deliver me even more lies

Sorrow knows sorrow well

My cries, my laughter-

My Silence.