Adore the Silence Sos

Wandering out in silence I was waiting in a section To be transferred to a better one, I think. They found me gentle and sober, I hope. The other night, a girl freaked out In our daily group meet-up She was calm after a while, and she had to. I was about to listen to a song Sound of silence, a myth, I believe Much later, than before. Blindness bleeds in darkness, fed by silence,crave for beauty, hungry even more. Cold places in darkness keep on beaconing a fragile, vulnerable prophecy. Did they see Guantánamo Bay? Flip the side, or else Adore the silence In an inevitable inability of communication. 7/25/2019 Sound of silence Poetry Contest Sponsored by: John Hamilton