I realised I felt alive
when I listened through
our silence and heard something
it wasn’t much,
in fact hardly worth noting
but that something in the silence
pulled my lips by the corners
so much that off white enamel
began to show through
something was covered
with ticking seconds
and floated above the between
of this breath, the next
blink and a previous thought
I tried to savour something
but my ears sang over
the rhythm of bouncing
stationary particles
joining our silence
with our breathing breaths
and I think only I noticed
something in the gap
of our silence
but that’s what made it special
and
something to live for
Honorable mention
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