Comatose

(Silence of the living
is more disturbing
than silence of the dead.)

silence
plugs your eardrums
and darkness plucks the light
from your eyes; your brain halts, you feel
nothing!


(the specter of existence
is a spectrum of silence.
we exist in varying grades of comatose;
subsist in shifting shades of silent overdose.
the ear opts not to hear
what the dear mind may fear.
but the fatality of the deaf ear
is worse than brutality of mute fear.

we are colors in shifting shades
in the broad spectrum of silence.)


- comatose
is between
living and dying.

(c) Chito L. Aguilar