On the Impossibility of Observing Silence

 and now the savage drums
                                   have ceased
                  and heartbeats
            that were so increased
     grow less alarmed
                          until they’re calmed

                    until I listen
                             still as stone

               to silence

                     sitting here                    
       alone
                                     yet hearing hums
                     and whirrs
                           

                                 the echo stirs
                     
            beneath my skin
                   as Life Itself
                               plays loud upon
                       some magic
                            and insatiate drum
                                       within

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