(A poem written around 1996-97)
Silence gives me words to write,
Exploring its hollow voice,
its impalpable implications.
My voice, jarring to my ears
In the midst of stillness
That mocks at me,
Leaves me mystified
Deepens my embitterment
A word could speak several things.
Silence speaks uncountables,
Drowning the sea of words
With its deafening turmoil.
- Silence (llamamustache.wordpress.com)
- The deafening silence of self-composition (observingvessel.wordpress.com)