Silent Skulls
its common but unnatural
to never have moments of
complete silence
where the entire world is turned off
maybe that's what heaven's all about
an eternal silence filled with soul bubbles
intermingling-exchanging silent pleasantries
no motors or screaming neighbors
or childhood screeches
thin walled moans
or deathbed groans
just birdsong mist
drifting through the silent heart
of heaven
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2020
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