Hanque O . . . - Perhaps Then

Go away.
Listen.
When you learn to hear the clouds

come back,
sit down beside me
and you will hear

what I hear.
In your absence
I will disassemble your city sounds

into their component parts.
Perhaps then,
when we are one,

we will better understand our silences.

Hanque O . . .

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