You are White Noise – Fabrications 10

3 June 2014Katlan S, Allard '16

I never used to look at my friends like flowers, Never thought they could be plucked out. Before, I danced in my imagination With the word ‘forever’ sketched into every blade of grass. I used to close my eyes and smile Because every part of the world I was involved in seemed Just right, The pieces of my puzzle just fit together. But when you remove a flawed piece It doesn’t keep it as a whole But keeps it with a hole instead. You can’t build a brick wall without bricks Or a chain without links. Air doesn’t act like glue And the pit in my stomach Can’t be fixed without you. The thought of you not here Is like a movie playing in an empty theatre, Shoes hung up on a telephone wire . This is a poem because white noise doesn’t fill, It just leaves a light buzz in your ears, The anticipation of a rock being thrown into water, And waiting. Waiting, Waiting for a noise that won’t come. Waiting for your seat at the back of the class To be sat in. Waiting for jokes to be funny again, For someone’s hug to feel the same. Waiting for the space made by you. And your absence To be filled again. Katlan S, Allard ’16

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