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The End of Noise

I stare at darkness for the street lights to open. The silence is a salve for my senses, reeling with fantasies an eerie stillness has woven into a noise in my mind that keeps vibrating. Moments from my life play an off-key symphony, which turns into a roar locked in a mad wild dream, a force field that sucks me into its company, I want to come up for air and let out a scream. The moon rises and casts somber shadows in grey, vestigial thoughts of lost pleasures shatter all poise. They hover loose in mid-air goading me to flee into the hush of pre-dawn that scatters night’s noise. Sunlight suffuses the sky’s washed-out blue, to stave off foreboding murmurs from the dark, to their grave. Jjote010921

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Date: 1/9/2021 5:24:00 PM
I feel I am standing in the dark, listening to the amazing silence as I devour your lovely write.
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Josefina Costales
Date: 1/9/2021 8:32:00 PM
Thanks Caren, you have captured the essence of my poem.

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