That Quiet Buzz

That sound of all

the things existing,

like the robotic hum

and clunk of the

dryer I use to listen to.

 

But no,

its not really like

listening.

It melts into me

until I don’t

need to  hear it.

And when the sudden

silence jerks me,

I’m left wondering

what feels

so empty.

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