ocean of noise

thanksgiving 1994 - november 24

my family gnaw flesh from animal bones

they spook each skittish silence

converse past my hungerless head

the chasm door creaks in my cavernous chest

i retreat

to my cassettes

christmas eve 2018 - december 24

my feet map a world of empty streets

silently through dusk's soft pink

laughter peals from a party

loosens the rusty hinge of longing

i turn away

turn up the song:

hear the soldier groan

we'll go at it alone

© 2020 courtney lavender

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