Written for: https://dversepoets.com/
Cold air
Muffled sounds
Heavy air weighing on your shoulders.
Quiet noise
In your head
Cool air sweeps in to chill the skin.
Time elapses
Time stands still
A clock ticks without being acknowledged.
Writing on paper
Computer keys
Random thoughts strewn on the page with no meaning,
Listen for an engine
Look for someone
There is no one near you, but you wait.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Stine Writing 
The format of this poem is perfect.
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Thank you for saying so and for reading.
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I really like how you experience this through your computer… I can almost see you typing up the silence in your room
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Yes, that is most of my days…me typing in silence. I enjoy the silence much more than TV or music in the background.
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I like the waiting at the end.
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Isn’t it true that we are always waiting for the next thing…
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