if I do not mention silence it is because there is none
the bird scrabbles against the window the furnace
switches off if there were I wouldn't be able to hear it
through the hissing in my ears the outside penetrates
attention caught where given undistracted opportunity
if there were I would treasure it not afraid of emptiness
unnatural state imagined as it never was or could be
a blackboard never clean but clean enough its natural
texture not too smooth or black chalk smoke from banged
erasers soft thud helps teacher interrupted by the bell
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