without noise


The banging

the screaming

the elephant like footsteps


i crave silence

the world is polluted with noise


the loud music at all hours

the tools scraping

the banging construction

the uncontrollable noise


i sit and breathe

i imagine i am in space

hovering above earth in my space suit

just breathing

looking down at all the colors

blue, green, white.. black

and there is silence


i hear only my own breath

a churn of the stomach

i am alone

i see everything and i hear nothing


i hear the breath move in and out of my body

in

out

and nothing else

it is silent


i come back to earth and hear the birds chirping

the soft music

the people walking

i hear it all

and if i need to

i go back to my space suit

© 2020 Rose Zilber