The Lee of The Stone

IMG_0600I love chaos
I thrive in it
I create it
and then I hide in it.

I ride the tide of the rapids, edging the hazards in a wall of sound echoing so loud that there’s no room to wonder
Why
or What Else
or At What Cost?

When the big day is over
and the phone stops ringing,
the backwaters eddy in the lee of the stone,
the silence has its own echoes.
I am alone.

 

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