9.17.10 this silence.

And all of this noise and all of this chatter
and the way the music never sounds
quite right and the way the words
never quite fit on the page and
still there's this silence at the core.
this sitting. waiting. watching it
all come falling down. like
Caruth's train wreck. like the
awkward movements of the Court of
Reparations. like the witness projects.
all that sitting. waiting. watching as
the world falls down around us and still
all this noise. all this chatter and
the way the music never
sounds quite right and the
way the words never quite
fit on the page and still there's
this silence.