Silent Avenues Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent Avenues



Racing down avenues of silent stillness, pacing myself in case I may miss something.
Wondering whatever might come into view when I'm not looking.
Pushing myself into a room without any effort, moving around in circular spaces, going through all the motions of being alive.

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