Tit and Tat

Oh that sound- 

the glass tumbler fell on the wooden floor

and did not break.

That sight- 

the lizard chased the moth on the wall

and once again failed.

That dream-

I caught the thief red-handed in the room

and could not shout.

That effort-

the car pushed by all men from the colony

and did not start.

That conversation-

it rested on the thin line between a quarrel and a proposal

and ended up as neither.

That silence-

where all was done and nothing said

and never resumed.

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