A flash of light

moving forward

new lines of

aging

I am older now

but I stand alongside

our summer hello

and winter farewell

I see you standing

in a locked embrace

holding someone new

and its always too soon

for believing in the distance

Just a minute ago I lay in my bed

Fast asleep. Pillow caressing my head

Silence. Unconscious. Blissfully unaware

Of the hustle and bustle in the world out there

Now I'm awake. My question rhetoric

Can silence and consciousness coexist?

Think on it...

A drone of nothing

A straight line

Climbing my back

Slowly creeping up

Yet never moving

Not even a ticking of the clock

My breath too quiet to hear 

Nothing to distract me

Tension in the air

Only pressing so slightly

Noticeable but not suffocating

The worst kind

So violent yet calm

Sounding nothing

Yet everything

Contradictory 

Yet balanced

It fills the room with serenity

Enough to let me imagine

What would fill the nothing

The talk of people

The droning of the streets

The whistling wind

My eyes flick open

Believing that the imaginary

Was reality

But alas

The nothingness grew