To Dense Rigidity With Silence Like Khaby Lame
the extant silence leaping
far into the horizon embodied
with quietude. the stillness
of his mouth in cadence blowing
through like the wind.
a black boy blooms like a flower
in a garden of noise holding
on to his own silence. the rhythm
of laughter-reaches high
to a crescendo from streaming
screens. the tangled terminal
unknotted into a loose
frayed end. how likely is it
for a black man to dense rigidity
with silence entwined with humor?
many things unsaid dissolves,
in reverse, sometimes silence
is a light year louder than motion.