when shadows cover the words

When shadows cover the words
all that remain are heartbeats
woven around seconds,
lips
now just a silence-bleeding scar,
and recycled oxygen.
The scent of empty daylight slithers into senses
without the slightest hiss
ink curdles
and not even wolves dare to howl.
When shadows cover the words
paper breaks under the weight of nothingness
like milk scum under a tea spoon –
silence is but another womb
for winter.

© Liliana Negoi

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