Mastering the language
of silence
was something she had done
from
very young.
In
place of
Hello.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
It was a
versatile lexicon.
With the poetry of silence,
mellifluous,
she would craft
perfect lyrics
and set them to a
grimoire.
Of
long pauses.
Things left unsaid.
Hush.
To break the still.
Shatter stone.
Rise
Elijah,
discarding
face
for fire--
But
voices crack.
A hymn, broken.
Screams in the wilderness
swallowed
by sky.
Keep to the streams,
subterranean.
Drowning is
the most tranquil of
deaths.