A dark swirl of heavy
demands attention when
they enter the room,
fitting into every
nook and cranny,
stealing the very light
from all others...
except one.

The energy dissipates
around one small figure.
Small, but not small.
Quiet and energy controlled and 
it does not need to take up the room.
This energy is self-contained.

The darkness becomes
at the corners of people's eyes,
like phantom crows
startled into flight.

A person, whose darkness
it was, splutters but makes no
sounds. A fish mouth moving at 
no one in particular, and taking in 
no air.

No drama today. 
Frustrated they bow back out.
No one but they and the quiet one,
is the wiser.

Photo by George Becker on

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