Echos

Erin Hanson:

My Poem:

Echos:

The air disappeared in the night, 

I shouted into the endless black, 

I shouted to the city, 

that never shouted back.

Slowly the ringing was a reminder, 

of the empty space of my own, 

the answer had a voice

"You will never know."

The invisible silence whispered then, 

and hung in the cold, 

I pushed past what was familiar, 

only then did I realize I was alone.