pt 1
in the before
the new normal
silence
was punctuated
by brief moments
of adoration
the hushed tones
were more dramatic
in the lack of sound
that permeated
my globe

pt 2
in the after
there is a sense
of waiting
of constant checking
of worry
that the messages
were still coming
yet the onset
deafness
was keeping them
from insolent ears

pt 3
now i watch the trees bend
the sky light
with strikes of electrical haze
my hands upon the window
feeling the vibration
of thunderous expulsion
with a grainy filter
applied
to the silent movie
in shades
of black and white