SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

Quietly, I Suffer Alone

Something I am working inspired by my desire for some kind of silence...


When it gets quiet
I hear the fish tank filter
bubble water that breaks
on the surface of memory
and I begin to envision you

Where there is no sound
lonesome hums of highway
traffic yet beckon my ears,
in heat, from so far away
like you

What I seek is silence.
I only find an essence of you
hidden in the dark recesses
of my beleaguered brain.
Rain, damn it! Rain!

Tears won't come. Why
won't you come hush me?


Want to rid this of stale language like 'gets' in first line. I want to unplug that fish tank, too! Keep tuning into it now when it is quiet.