how do you define quiet
when it defines itself without further adjectives
of those pesty little verbs
the space that hangs on me
like little sucker fish on the mighty shark
moving with me
through the soft salt water
of the night
I have gone stealth in body
hit the depth of dead silence of mind
for I hover above humanity
unable to respond to good or bad
unbound, untethered
I have become a shadow in time
quiet in the night.
barb
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