Silence, the all

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powerful,

the shrouded mysterious mistress

that taunts

most – hauntingly

mocking what could have been

yet, mocking

what is.

She works cunningly, swiftly,

spinning the tale of a lost cause as her victims

drowsily wake up within her

intricate web.

What is the way out?

Was there a way in?

The details are so hard to remember

for she convincingly clouds her

muted victims, leaving them with their own sad

circles of thought, unbroken by

true spoken communication.

She is beautiful, no doubt –

and much to be respected –

but there are those times,

my friend, where I fear her bite may be

deadly.

For even a whisper becomes

much too laborious

of a sound

as muscles

simply cease

to

remember…

 

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About claireaudient

North Carolina girl, born and raised, though now I consider Vermont to be home as well. I guess you could say I'm a migrant gypsy farmer, if you were prone to saying such things. I've played the whole society game; I've been to three different colleges, have an Associate's Degree (in Liberal Studies, or something like that), and have worked more restaurant jobs than I care to admit. Through a curious series of events, however, I've formed a different perspective on what life means to me. Instead of slaving away at a job I hate to eke out a mediocre life staring at a shiny screen, I'm living out my dream to travel while learning organic farming and sustainability practices. It's not always easy, but leaving the comforts of routine to experience the wonders of the universe was a choice I will never regret. <3

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