You Beat Me with Silence, by J. W. Cassandra

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You beat me with silence,
With silent silence lasting for days,
You did not like me
Dead wind was futile – and I fought.

You beat me with silence,
And hardened me: to live without you,
And though you could answer,
You should, I just listen to your silence.

Your silent silence
Buzzes screaming in the receiver,
I am struggling
I listen to your buzzing silence,

I hear myself:
I call you back in despair,
I hear my word:
Till it fades in your buzzing silence…

I hear myself:
The little kid who still demands,
I hear myself:
My voice fades in your squeaking silence…

My heart clattered:
Whoever is everything, does not like me!
My heart clatters:
I should let you go away for keeps!

You beat me with silence,
With silent silence lasting for days,
Your silent silence
Races against steadfast death…

I measure with silence,
What is embroidered shroud of peacetime,
I measure with silence,
While I embroider your shroud…

Your shroud
Embroidered with sorrow I harbour,
Your shroud
Studded with tears I harbour,

Maybe death can’t find it
To spread it on you,
Perhaps memory
Of your merry days rises…

Your silent silence
Buzzes screaming in the receiver,
You beat me with silence –
I atone for you with my forgiveness.

June 1, 2022, J. W. Cassandra

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J. W. Cassandra

About the Author: J. W. Cassandra

I’m a teacher and a registered author either, at Artisjus as a writer and a poet in Hungary. I love forests, butterflies, flowers.

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