Desert Silence
The dead silence of the desert
Draws us here for the serenity
But most cannot bear for long
Such soundless deaf austerity
Sometimes it’s so quiet
I start to hear things
That aren’t really there
Just to fill in the void
Brain unable to weather
The utter absconsion of sound
From this scorching desolation
Unfurling to brown mountains
In far off hazy distances
It gets to be too much
I have to retreat
From all the noise
And return to the benign
Tumult of life as we know it
8/7/22
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