Quiet

He was so very quiet,
so quiet
that even when I think of him
he never speaks he always just looks lost.

I picture him setting about his
chores in silence
Picture him sitting with his wife
in silence
picture him watching others
in silence

I wonder if it might be caused by
the day he lost,
the day he never found
or just the preponderance of evidence
that often will accompany a day

and leaves one speechless

so I begin to bray
and make noise
masking this side of silence
so
that I might not become infected.

by Cee Bea

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