Day 2
Platonic love song
#day 2
Platonic love...kind of
The librarian's platonic anti love song
Dear Silence,
how I wished for you
when you were just ideal,
if I woke with a sore head
or the traffic was loud,
and everything in the world shouted.
The real of you, my dear
I find too much. In you
the unspoken hovers flylike,
buzzing silently. My own thoughts
fall like heavy volumes
to the floor. You shush me.
We both work here
but I want you to leave, with
your cold shoulders and
mute breath , your tacit quiet.
When you give instructions
nothing echoes.
I love noise now
and music again,
I love Noise and Music,
I love the chatter of birds, people.
And sometimes I sing to open books
just to make a sound.
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