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The force of silence blows me
back against the wall.
Spoken words filter through walls and ceilings;
reading so rarely creates this space.
And yet, here we stand, in corners,
plastered over by years and stories and finally
the landlord's last coat of paint.
The outside world is coming inside.
There is no hiding anymore when your worth
ceases its invisibility.
So settle down, don't stray.
Hold on to words through walls and from walls.
Let the new current rise up to meet you.
Drifting isn't all bad, but sometimes
you have to make your own way
without the luxury of adolescence.
There's no stand-in for your mind.
One day, you'll stumble back
and start to see.
back against the wall.
Spoken words filter through walls and ceilings;
reading so rarely creates this space.
And yet, here we stand, in corners,
plastered over by years and stories and finally
the landlord's last coat of paint.
The outside world is coming inside.
There is no hiding anymore when your worth
ceases its invisibility.
So settle down, don't stray.
Hold on to words through walls and from walls.
Let the new current rise up to meet you.
Drifting isn't all bad, but sometimes
you have to make your own way
without the luxury of adolescence.
There's no stand-in for your mind.
One day, you'll stumble back
and start to see.
just before regret
(any title suggestions?)
(any title suggestions?)
© 2011 - 2024 ocean--floor
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Hmm. I'd say break before the second to last line, if at all. The break between the first and second stanzas was fine, in my opinion, but I can see why you might like it more if it were gone.