Stentorian Stillness

Here comes the silence. Shoving its way through the crowd to greet me. Like a tsunami would greet a stony cliff. What an impetuous, impertinent lull... Settling itself on my head like a heavy blanket. Suffocating my ears. Should I scream? I should scream. But there's no sound. Just unceremonious reverie. Just silence. That raucous, deafening silence. Until the world turns. Negligibly. A motion indiscernible. Except for the sound it makes.