Silence

In the silence of a broken tv
old stories clamour.
Without the noise of distant horrors and injustices,
old and Intimate pains 
begin to throb.

The distraction of the world’s tremors
is lost
and what has been forcefully swallowed 
regurgitates
pushing out into this unsought silence.

Is this a healing?
Are these imprisoned stories
releasing into a cleansing
or into renewed nauseous festering.
Is there meaning in the silence?
tv screen

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