The silent room
Every little noise dissolved to nothing
The silent room
I entered a room that swallowed noise
Each word I tried to speak dissolved
The walls pressed closer with expectation
the ceiling dripped shadows onto the floor
Footsteps I did not take echoed anyway
A chair scraped across the floor with no one sitting
A wind rose from corners I had not noticed
Filling the room with breath I could not follow
I placed my hand on the cold plaster
It pulsed like a heart I did not know
Every object seemed alive and impatient
Waiting for the silence to confess itself
When I left, the door stayed open
the room exhaled a sigh of relief
I walked away feeling it had claimed something
A part of me that I would not name
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