Silence

Nov. 14th, 2005 11:40 am
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There's something dripping..

I can't hear it, but I can feel it. A scratching feeling along my spine.

I'm lying awake, in the dark. The rhythmic breathing of my partner irritating me out of peace. Normally it would soothe me, the up and down, gentle in and out of his breath. But tonight there is something dripping, probably in the bathroom. I know it is, even if I can't hear it.

My breath is fogging in the air. The heating isn't working. The air is cold, chilling my lungs. I breathe out and watch it form a smoky cloud. The night is still, almost utterly, except for his chest rising and falling. I can't hear anything, but then again I never do.

This world is silent to me.



I might post up an old poem too..
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