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.