Deaf – Howl Davies

I came back for the silence,
for the roots that were reclaimed
after being torn out the earth
a dozen times, it’s a lonely place,
but that’s all I really look for,
the slack jaw greeting of the mute,
the sense of nothing to hide
like a glass house filled with ghosts,
the kind that don’t frighten me,
there’s a tone deaf dial tone
humming next to my first marital bed
from the last time I was here,
and I keep it close,
for now,
blind to the haram
of undisclosed queries,
away from those constantly
trying to know one another,
but no one knows anyone,
ever,
that’s just life.
I’m better here,
in this oasis I’ve built
for myself, with the shrine
on my fathers deathbed
which I still don’t touch,
I’m breaking the silence
with a kick at the door,
or the drop of a glass,
just to ensure I haven’t gone deaf.

 


[Howl Davies is the ringleader at The Sounds Inside.]

Author: Sudden Denouement

A Literary Collective

30 thoughts on “Deaf – Howl Davies”

    1. Ah that’s so touching to hear, Nicole. I always get a sense of glee when you, or any of the other awesome SD members for that matter, like my pieces. One of those ‘senpai noticed me’ moments.

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    1. That is incredibly touching to hear Christine. I’ve really become a lot more comfortable in my skin with the pieces for SD, and it’s nice writing things a bit more emotional (in amongst the angst and skeletons!)

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