echo chamber

mistaking the voice as capable of hearing

Hello?
Hello—
It’s good to see—
It’s me! Let me tell you about me.

Yes. It is you again.
Whom I meant to welcome.
Around whom I now cannot breathe.

Your voice filled the room before you entered.
Your stories, hungry as fire, asked to be fed.
I mistook the smoke for mystery.

Sometimes I miss the kind of silence
that didn’t need my attention
to exist.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

3 thoughts on “echo chamber”

  2. thomasstigwikman – Dallas, Texas – My name is Thomas Wikman. I am a software/robotics engineer with a background in physics. I am currently retired. I took early retirement. I am a dog lover, and especially a Leonberger lover, a home brewer, craft beer enthusiast, I’m learning French, and I am an avid reader. I live in Dallas, Texas, but I am originally from Sweden. I am married to Claudia, and we have three children. I have two blogs. The first feature the crazy adventures of our Leonberger Le Bronco von der Löwenhöhle as well as information on Leonbergers. The second blog, superfactful, feature information and facts I think are very interesting. With this blog I would like to create a list of facts that are accepted as true among the experts of the field and yet disputed amongst the public or highly surprising. These facts are special and in lieu of a better word I call them super-facts.
    thomasstigwikman says:

    That is a beautiful, profound and romantic poem. I love the last mysterious stanza

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