An Absence Of Story

I was supposed to be telling the class a story
all their faces looking up at mine
waiting for me to fill the silence

But I froze
and the silence
stretched out
so long
that this
absence of story
became the story
to be remembered long beyond any
I could ever have told them

This tale of the silent man
looming
and strange
lonely
and slowly
moving
towards
silent
tears

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Notes:

1. Written on September 23rd, 2019
2. And not based on a true story
3. Thankfully
4. But on an anxiety dream
5. instead

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