March Poems, No. 15
I listen to the silence of the lizard
While my neighbor
Talks about marvels and miracles,
The occult, the supernatural.
I am so concentrated
On the silence of the lizard
I don't hear a word
That my neighbor says.
I notice that the silence
Has an echo,
Yes,
It has an echo.
Duane Locke
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