Such an odd silence, now,
after the sounds dominating
the day ebbed, fell quiet;
a pregnant silence
before something breaks,
a crack of thunder
or a cat dropping
a cup on the floor;
a thing great or small
to happen, to be born
and an awaiting void
in its shape.
11.06.2024
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