When Silence Ends

when silence ends

there are no more fresh beginnings

only the bitten bleeding tongue

stale room of cruel stares

you come slowly to the unwelcome

knowing there are only the dreaded circles

dull repetitions of the invisible drum

of crushing middle things

of a dozen or so indifferent crow

searching in a rutted dirt yard

mindless of your

echoless

pain

jppestana

When Silence Ends

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