Sight

She drives in silence, finally able to think without the noise of persistent voices

Listens to the music pouring from loud speakers into her mind, penetrating her heart

Aware of the tears building momentum, unable to stop their needed release

Feeling the melodic lull of loneliness
no ending within her sight.

Emily C. Poésie © 2019

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