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Not Knowing - with Thinningveil
Like sheet music in my mind
with the sound of silence
floating through the air,
Staccato notes piercing
through the night
in the corners of my mind
over headstones.
Haunting me as stoners sleep
turning frowns upside down
awakening to the dawn,
gifted by the swallow
with metaphors for tomorrow
not knowing what is coming
through the dark.
with the sound of silence
floating through the air,
Staccato notes piercing
through the night
in the corners of my mind
over headstones.
Haunting me as stoners sleep
turning frowns upside down
awakening to the dawn,
gifted by the swallow
with metaphors for tomorrow
not knowing what is coming
through the dark.
Published 4th Aug 2022
Author's Note
It was a Poe night as I contemplated, looking out over my insomnia.
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Anonymous
4th Aug 2022 3:01pm
You're a master of words.
4th Aug 2022 3:05pm
Anonymous
4th Aug 2022 3:09pm
You're a force, however. Writing with you forces me to think.
4th Aug 2022 3:11pm
