UNBROKEN SILENCE

The unbroken silence

fitted to me as a rescue

of unspoken love.

Until

An uncomprehendable movement

fell through

to which there was an

'unknown'

Of this unidentified quality,

I masked myself in fear

turning it into form

which took on shape

and became

'desire'

Screeching through the mind now is

unorchestrated music to which I am

'bound'

My breath moves in and out

in search for the sweet, sweet

'silence'

A melancholy, carefree mourning

for the unsound

silent meaning of the

'unspoken word'