Silences “Inside”

In love, she holds her tongue

With respect, she is silent

Heart breaking, she says nothing

For love, she waits.

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Mid-day silence descends upon the day room

Momentary respite from continuous auditory assault

Only perceptible sounds are sighs, pages being turned

Her pencil stub gently scratching

The CO’s radio blares

Shatters the stillness.

Eye closed, she envisions

A different stillness

Outside somewhere, a forest, a mountain

With breezes or bird song in the distance

Rather than the ever-present hum

Of the industrial heat-pump.

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