Traveling With The Silent Partner
by Jaime L. W.


I lived upstairs, yet someone else obviously lived down.
As I was in my own silent world inside,
the other was in control of the outside.
I, or we, or they floated around,
going where ever,
sometimes becoming attached to a spot
where all could calmly rest.
It was there where I indulged in the
silent world that was my very own.



copyright © 1996 Jaime L W
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