• Thomas Kam

Only Silence Heard

Upon my knees,

My courage seized

By force beyond my means;

I still believe,

Though I can’t see

What all this darkness means.

& still I smell

The flowers that fell

From your broken branch.

The breaths I take,

The vows I make

In hope of hopeless chance

That I might know,

Like long ago,

What only silence heard.

A child bound

To anxious sound,

Electric insect buzz;

Consuming thought

& never taught

To be, without because;

& written on

The quaking sand,

The lines that don’t preserve

The thing I knew,

When words were few,

& only silence heard.


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