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Your silence

Your silence

masses upon me;
a familiar wait/weight.
I contain it lest it cedes and leaves
a more incisive absence.

Silence as accusation, veiled
self-violation. I try it on,
rehearsing how I might feel if—

This is the white noise
you’ve always prophesised:
a resounding of renounced pain
hope     words     memory     mother.

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