Vocal

silence...
hangs in the great hallway
of the mind,
waiting to be heard,
but all thoughts have
fled to other sides;

silence...
lives within the margins
on the pages of dreams
written down for
all to read if and
when they so desire;



silence...
season of mental pots of stew
as we remove our humility
from the stove and serve it
to our enemies in the
hopes that they will choke;



silence...
guards us when we sleep
in order for our dreams
    to emerge on the
    other side of the day
    leaving us vocal in death.

    6Jan17