Afraid of the Quiet — Anna Saenko

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Cold metal counts the seconds
Dust settles on the floor
One last order goes unanswered
No one reaches for the door

You keep your hands against the wall
And count the cracks from one to ten
The ceiling groans above us
Then the room begins again

Breathe in, hold still
Hear the hallway bend
Breathe out, lose shape
Wait for the end

I am afraid of the quiet
Afraid of what it knows
Every heartbeat sounds divided
Every exit closes slow
If you call me, I won't answer
If you find me, let me go
I am afraid of the quiet
Where the dead things learn to grow

A piano falls in single notes
Like rain through broken glass
The bass beneath the floorboards
Tells us nothing here will last

Run—then the world turns heavy
Run—then your feet forget
The walls pull in around you
The air tastes like regret

I am afraid of the quiet
Afraid of what it knows
Every heartbeat sounds divided
Every exit closes slow
If you call me, I won't answer
If you find me, let me go
I am afraid of the quiet
Where the dead things learn to grow

No footsteps in the passage
No answer through the door
The room releases slowly
And asks for nothing more

Let it fade
Let it fade
Let it fade