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most would say that a suffocating feeling
would be produced by being squashed in a small place
for a long time &
thus the metaphor would make sense 
when speaking of the city
where so many people live side beside &
on top of one another,
without a moment of silence to your day,
without a breath of the privacy
which comes when you move out to the burbs or the
countryside---
but a suffocation is bred by space as well,
when the city mouse makes their way out of the concrete jungle for 
whatever reason &
when the sounds go away &
the plethora of conveniences that come with a metropolitan area
drift away,
all in an exchange for
distance from everything & everyone,
where privacy is what reigns so heavy
that the physical embodiment of silence itself 
is thrust upon you
whether you like it or not---
and it can make the once socially active
cave in on themselves
and it can make the once boisterous & beautiful conversationalist 
close up forever,
as if their lips had been clamped shut with a lock,
with the key thrown out behind the house
into a still pond,
where it sinks so deep to the bottom,
never to be found.

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