silence speaks to me

Silence speaks to me-

Not in tongues

But in deep visions on

Murals leaking graffiti

Each breathing and beating

Breathing and beating

Repeating

The moulded surface

Lay wide eyed

Consoling the seasons

That shed its crust

Each pushing with courage

Pushing with courage

Until it’s nourished

Why is it intriguing

Walking these easy streets

Seeking out teachers?

The streets are

The leechers

Creeping

With creatures

Seething, preaching

Each one coloured

Believers

I walk the streets

Capturing conversations like photographs