There are days
I’d rather sit in silence
than talk about our problems
than talk about our days
I go silent
I’ve always been
floating in and out of people
in and out of obscurity
of consciousness
It’s like I’m molting
the way I completely change
when I drift in and out of
people
obscurity
consciousness
but I’m not so sure anyone else notices
because they’re busy wondering
where I am
because I disappear
for months at a time
only to come back to say
hey
how’ve you been
it’s been a while
and repeat.
Doing a little disappearing myself right now. It calls us, sometimes, that place..
sometimes to rebuild
in a special kind of silence
where our words need no justification to anyone else.
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