. . .
since i was here . . .
What made
me quite . . . quit . . .
What made me make some noise . . . now?
was it fear
. . . of losing hope . . .
was it fear of gaining faith
was it close to despair
. . .
no . . . i dare not articulate it.
GIVING VOICE TO IT . . . is as
dangerous . . .
as it had been . . .
INTO THAT LONG SILENCE . . .
