what silence is
If silence had a scent,
it would smell like a dead body.
It’s heavy, it’s oppressive,
it’s the stench of you in the hospital.
It’s the empty reminder
that lingers everywhere:
in your bed,
in your favorite spot by the swings,
and in my head.
No matter how hard I try,
I’ll never escape it.
Silence is everywhere,
silence in you.
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