The Loudest Silence
Updated: Feb 19
The bathroom door enclosing me is broken,
Whimpering.
Memories of its collapse
Leave paint-chipped sores to growl;
Hissing hinges and lacklustre locks
Keep me inside.
The shower screens containing me are broken,
Smacking.
Magnetic closures squint,
Perverting the filmy plastic to warp;
Wincing wheels and simmering steam
Keep room dry.
The shower cleansing me is broken,
Gossiping.
Drops trace down my hair,
Curling around my calves to disperse;
Echoing secrets that wash away
Keep me hidden.
The drain is broken,
Choking.
Crumbling fragments crawl and lodge my pipes,
Gargling every water fall to swallow;
Soaking skin and drowning debris
Keep me quiet.
The rain hasn't spoken today.
They sing like a choir,
Conducted by a thrumming crowd
Of solitary heartbeats.
Rumbling permeates and billows
Within my walls;
Keep ringing — I’m disconnecting...