Still the Silence

Written by: Debra Squyres

Silence clings to the walls 
rests dormant in the corners 
echoes with each spin of the ceiling fan 
be still, air, be still 
let the silence sleep
if only for this night

With a pull of the chain
the current stops the waves
silence slips wearily to the cold floor
corners, oh, corners
screams from seams
as the air stills