White noise toys with her sensory perception It offers no protection from reflection of detection Brain waves whistle past shiny objects glowing in the dark The tune is subliminal as criminal thoughts are gently put to sleep HUSH!
I ain’t gon lie, she’s seen “the EYE of the storm” staring down her counting sheep Catnaps purrr softly creating soundstorms akin to sandstorms blowing in the wind But then again … the need to feed on lack of sound has been around since B.C. Yet, she sees thru slumbers’ veil … Missing Link’s tail … whipping lethargic energy Please …. HUSH!
Words relay no consolation / Preoccupation with communication leaves her breathless Arms & legs are restless, running & jumping over crescent moons as planets croon ethereal tunes Answers to life’s questions will just have to wait, as time & fate make double dates with destiny Heavy lids droop … mental frames loop … as consciousness re-groups into lazy liaisons Silence is complex, yet comforting & consoling/While unconsciousness is rolling into sleepy lanes -- (((A coma))) HUSH!
One Mo' to Come --- (To Be Continued)
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
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