The Weight of Silence
A tower stands majestic and imposing
seeming asleep for the night
its silence weighing heavy, oppressive,
like a pain that would not go away
like a darkness that goes beyond
the absence of light.
In my sinking heart, I doze in twilight state
between dreaming and waking -
the privacy of it promises remedy
for persistent feelings of anguish
for losing an innate sense of balance
like a tortured soul courting sorrows
hiding behind unseen dark clouds
unwilling to let go and let be.
Shadows whisper in the stillness
one can hear a mouse blinking in the dark.
But I find no solace in the silence.
Looking up is a death knell from light
for the stars are dying, the universe a mystery,
impenetrable, choked up with unbridled passions.
Reason tumbles in a spit of craziness
even as I let the pregnant silence linger a bit
in bare tolerance, while the stars’ light disappear
swallowed and swallowed as they die.
@jjote 110121
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