enjoy this Christopher Hivner writing
in the Scars Publications free 2011 PDF file chapbook: The Silence Brushes
My Cheek Like Glass
(click on the front cover image or the
title text to download the free PDF file)
The Quiet
Christopher Hivner
The quiet floated by
like giant balloons
on Thanksgiving Day,
bobbing and weaving
in the air,
recognizable,
but distorted.
I wanted it
to surround us
so we could talk
just you and me,
revealing some truth
that explained
the look in your eyes.
It evaded me
no matter how many
chances I took,
while you
never moved.
Chaos danced
around you
in a ballroom dress
and you took its hand
for a spin
leaving behind a trail
of blue-eyed stares
and half smiles
that I could track
to find you again.
I started to follow
but caught some peace
and had
a conversation
with myself.
And I stopped
chasing after you
like a dog
that finally realizes
the futility
of its twirling tail.
Two worlds collided
and the chaos won
because it had you
and I had
the quiet
to remind me
of the distance.
