Living in silence

Heartbeat thundering within

Quiet illusions

News

The deaths began long ago

but now they are appropriate for our age

I am uneasy when I receive calls from friends

I haven't spoke to in a while

I am suspicious and worried

I long to think it is merely to catch up 

When she called today I felt uneasy

My suspicions were confirmed 

when I arrived home

This is how news travels

How it spreads

from one person to another

Now what

We'll meet again in the place where there is no darkness

Moving through shadows in the forest

Feet touching pavement and trash

Walking to a home that no longer exists

Struggling to find a dead brother

The journey is over 

and now 

peace of one kind

or another is here

The last time 

was not particularly special 

now it is the period 

to the sentence we spoke