Monday, December 13, 2010

Quiet Time

I wonder what I could hear if I turned everything
off; my mouth, the television, yes, even the music.
I wonder what i could hear under the weight
of such silence. It would weigh nothing, of course,
but be even heavier than my voice, the sound of trains,
the videos of cats falling off tables. I can hear
a nothing streaming under all of this, and it sounds
like eternity, a set of syllables in unknowable time.
I think about locking myself in a hotel room,
alone, forgetting the phone and the washing machine;
forgetting the beat of my heart at home. Forgetting to listen
to even my own breathing. What wondrous noises exist
in nothing?

Maybe I prefer not to know.

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