I was busy with a bit of traveling yesterday, so I thought, "better late than never" mixed in with the daily April prose.
Day 2:
Warmth in winter.
Touch in solitude.
It resounds so deeply as to startle--
Words in silence.
Numb amongst feeling.
It creates the longing the mind denies--
Day 3:
Echo--
Hollow inside.
The sound, lost
Amongst thoughts--
Hello, who dwells in
This silence?
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