In the quiet of a railway station (my amazon author’s page)

What was it you said?

Once in the quiet,

when the lights so dim

spread away from us

like pools of water

we laughed

the ripples spreading

but the quiet overwhelmed us

drove us from the trees to the water

and we swam for our lives

the water dark

and cold

surrounding us with piecing cold


you spoke

before you

slipped away

you spoke

and I could not hear

I could not respond

watching the moon rise

and the sun fall

hearing the quiet fill

my ears


hearing nothing

I struggle for a moment

then I too let go

I too

slip away.