Listography9

soundless sound

by Amanda Lim 

I sat; a room of silence, myriad of clamor.

painting lines and shapes, forming loops and pictures.

But salt and water came to rain on their parade

pittar pattering

my lines - still there.

pictures - still there

loops

So there, I sat once again

with my pinky tracing them, their trail vanishes

into the noisiest silence ever.

Re-reading my Xanga blog here.