we talk too much anyway. at least some of us can be silent some of the time. we'll still be fools. i'm silent sometimes with dogs, though i do talk nonsense to see if they're listening. imagine some of the evil politicians on silent retreat. those blowhards, ha! 
r. broke the silence of her desert retreat to text me and i was surprised and happy and a little guilty she broke it for me. 
i fear i'll pollute her desert silence with my concrete mental noise, my illinoise, ha hum. but she'll get the noise herself. she lives in illinoise. not the desert silence. and who but god knows maybe she'll help silence me in this noisy polluted place.

yeah, still, i'm shy about her hearing my angsty urban blight american noise after a sweet desert paradisal silence. my noise, and my mess, and my angst, i feels so dumb.