A Silent Membership

I belong to the village
of nameless fictions.
They know me.
They know me.
Whenever I appear
a little light goes on.
They whisper inside
you are here.
.
They may not
direct words my way,
and there are
no gestures but
this is my visiting
light and time.
.
We dont have
the power of sound
and most of us
dont want it.