and listen to the silence
which isn’t really silence
but a collection of many subtle sounds
similar to a television or radio
playing in the background
they are there but they are not:
the white noise in the ceiling vents
the muffled car horn in the street below
or heavy machinery backing up on the same street
even the constant ringing in my ears
or the sound I imagine a cloud makes
gliding past the window

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Ken Tomaro is a writer living in Cleveland, Ohio. His work centers around everyday life with depression. Sometimes blunt, often dark but always grounded in reality.

He has 4 full-length collections of poetry: Home Is Where the Headstones Are, An Angry Year, Paralysis & Potholes and Perogies (through Alien Buddha Press) available on Amazon.