Thoughts on a waiting room (Day 1015)

So quiet   this 

absence

of music  

of blaring TV

of the pervasive 

    post-industrial hum

the only sounds—

a door opens and closes

   with a tiny click

someone walks   gently

    in soft-soled shoes

and taps a keyboard 

    delicately as a mouse 

    rustling dry leaves

twice   a freight train 

lumbers through the crossing 

bells ringing   horn wailing  

and then    abruptly   

silence settles again   

a blanket

of such unusual quality

it is almost worth paying 

for   this anesthetic buffer 

against the uproar (to which 

we have grown accustomed)  

of every normal day

(c) 2019, by Hannah Six

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