Have you heard that silence…?
Have you heard that silence?
When people at home leave, go away, never return
That absolute emptiness
A chasm which radio tunes fill temporarily
It’s still there like a looming shadow, like a pressing feel
It never really goes away
When you wake up, when you return at night
No one to knock on your door, say good morning, say hello
Just emptiness, silence and sometimes, guilt
Where everything is different because you don’t hear
Familiar known sounds
Sounds of home, of people of yore