We Shared Some Silence Once.


We shared some silence once
together but apart


Each to their own
but somehow as one

in mutual space and time
in separate minds

You reading
a turned page rustling at uncalculated intervals

Me writing
pencil scratching over paper unevenly without rhythm

Both stopping periodically
distracted by the call of the sun
by the need to doze
with upturned face

My head bobbing suddenly, erratically
in time to some mad
inner conductor of soft, beckoning dreams

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