Why I Am Silent (Poem)

was I ever able to talk?

on that day when the cloud covered the sun

then split open for just one second

so that light became a focused dazzle

I remember speaking

not important nor memorable nor heard

something dropped from my mouth

a foreign coin falling from the pocket of a careless guest

I am a visitor here

have spent my time in useless loiter

pacing the platform of trains that do not exist

when the next one arrives, I shall board

settle into the window seat until I am home

pay the conductor with another word

another word another word

placed with attentive care into his waiting hand

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