Maybe silence isn't so invisible after all
Hanging like a fog over the room
Thick as pea soup
Maybe it has a face
This friend of mine
My constant companion
On the street
In an auditorium
Yes, even the bustling fairfrounds
Silence holds my hand
It stands between me
And the void of sound
So I don't fall in
To be lost forever
It comforts me
I almost hear it
Like kitten feet on carpet
I feel it
Like down against my skin
Perhaps it isn't so invisible after all
Maybe I had only assumed
And never bothered to see.