Loud
An Acrostic Poem about Silence
Photo by Etienne Girardet on Unsplash
since you asked, no
it's not possible to sit in silence
let me explain:
even if you could sit in pure sensory deprivation
neurology is a slave master
count sheep, meditate—whatever you gotta do
even silence is loud as hell
About the Creator
Tyler Clark
I am a nonbinary writer, poet, and cat parent from California. My short stories and poems have been published in a chaotic jumble of anthologies, collections, and magazines.
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