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Sunday, August 18, 2013

An Empty House



There is no sound in an empty house.

The floor boards creak as I step.
There is a hum from every machine.
The television is on.
I don't even like this movie.
The glass taps as I set it down.
Ping. I have a voicemail.
The flower water needs to be changed.
It splashes. I waited too late they won't last but another day now.
So much to unpack.
Why can't someone invent a noiseless washing machine?
Every thought shouts at me as I fight them. It's so loud. But why won't I listen?
Why can't someone invent a noiseless thought?
It's cold outside and it shouldn't be.
I feel cold and I shouldn't. 
The blanket rustles.
The fan pushes the air in a circle. Shhhhhh.
People come over and laugh.
The chairs screech as they move across the floor.
The keys chatter.
Writing helps.

There is no sound in an empty house.






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