broken silence

the silence is only broken

by forced-dammed tears

 

the air is sticky

coagulated grease

left on the stovetop

 

hollow pings from the speakers

do little to drown out the quiet

 

reflectors thump the tires

as the vocal chords rest

and eyes burn not with passion

 

the driveway finds the wheels

unfitting end to a weary ride

 

doors thud as dead air is trapped

the softened stairway carpets the pain

and leads upward to a new place

 

the car remains below and outside

and the silence is again broken

 

 

This is my submission for One Shot Wednesday for OneStopPoetry.

Go there to read other submissions for the week.

 

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About Delton

Dad, husband, drummer, cyclist, writer, poet, and Christ-follower. Right-brained dreamer solving left-brained problems. Trying to relate in new and creative ways. View all posts by Delton

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