hearing and silence

is where I live.

It’s lonely here,

yet I know I’m not alone.

Words I search for,

Sounds I think I know,

Voices I cannot register fully.

Signs I see,

Gestures I feel,

Cues I understand,

Lips I read and

Faces I seek.

Eyes who show me,

Bodies who tell me,

Pauses who allow me...

 

In the space

between loudly silent and

silently loud.

I live here.