Bobby Baldacchino

Silence

I sit
I listen
you’ve gone quiet
Or maybe am not listening properly
Could the silence mean
You are not here anymore
You have left this building
this body of mine
Have I offended you my twin
To go so mute
Displeased you
To be so dismissive
Maybe your silence is more meaningful than words
Silence similar to the peace when diving deep into the cool seas
Just the sound of our breathing
In. hold. release.
Unspoken but cutting deep
Ah, there you are
A nap you say
Not really I challenge back
You see
You are me and I am you
I know your second skin
Stitched with fine threads along my spine
Just one gentle pull at the loose thread
And we both unravel