suddenly, perhaps even singlehandedly at that,
one such conspicuous behavior made it all the way to the jotting book and hence,
the undoubted physics of silence becomes apparent.
somehow, the added notion of suspension, one that one
must admit is consistently tiring in a struggle or a process, begins
to fit in. and whilst, wholeheartedly, every bit of innocence pertaining to the
conclusion of an unresolved matter becomes less abstruse, an objective
is clear. clearer than before.
now, and suddenly, there is an option. where is the chill that resolves
an unrest? where is that line which decidedly kissed a question?
can we find an equation which will not question the principle matter at hand?
ours are shouldered to safety. perhaps, certainty, more than safety.
the plan is everywhere but the answer is on one
concrete location.
the silence is regrettable.
the resolve will still remain a question.
there is a drowsy spin in the bedroom.
and no one can tell who would wake up next.
suddenly, the undoubted physics of silence
becomes apparent.