The World At a Standstill
all noise comes to a crashing halt
stifled by the sound of silence.
it is not a boom. it is not a bang.
it is a dive downward into nothingness.
the feeling in the pit of your stomach at the fall
on the edge of a waterslide.
the cars
propelled forward at breakneck speed
slam into a brick wall that isn’t there.
the drivers would catapult out their windshields
hurled into oblivion
if they could move.
but time has stopped, and they have stopped with it
as if they were encased in cement blocks.
the air hangs stagnant over the road.
it is peaceful here.
the stillness of the ponds’ waters
ocean waves suspended in midair
desert winds momentarily lifted
everything in the universe at a halt.
and the world picks up again.
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